A Thousand fields

You have captured My heart with the elegance of a glance
With a subtle move your acquiesce you ravish me with trust
By this triumph over your fears your faith in Me is a flame
That violently ignites in Me a passion for you My lovely

CHORUS: Oh your lips drip with the honey of a thousand fields
Slow and sweet the labour love your word form carefully
Oh your dress smells like the flowers of a thousand hills
The scent of mountains we've conquered love lingers, like memories

My bride how priceless is your love there is no delight like you
More than all the wines of all the earth and oh the smell of you

CHORUS: Oh your lips drip with the honey of a thousand fields
Slow and sweet the labour love your word form carefully
Oh your dress smells like the flowers of a thousand hills
The scent of mountains we've conquered love lingers, like memories