Where the flowers wild run.

Lay me down in a pasture, where the flowers wild run

Where the shadows of the overhead clouds have met the sun

In some wild dreaming space, I'll meet with tender skies,

what heaven sort to offer me in blue and gleaming eyes

Embraced against the earth below, the wrapping of your arms makes due

and all I have in this illusion is you within my view

Such a love with evident soul
To enter into mine own heart

Where flowers wild have set the scene and so sweetly bloomed a apart

In wings and halos, pastures full, laying down, one further time,

in sweet dreams that heaven sent, the love of yours and mine.