Like young irish men in english bars

The song of home betrays us

Call mother a lonely field

Call mother a lonely field

Like truthful glances we exchange

The song of home betrays us

Like letters written in despair

Never to be opened

Call mother a lonely field

Call mother a lonely field

I took her picture from the wall

I poured her scent away

Call mother a lonely field

Call mother a lonely field

I wished her well among the stars

I sheltered from the day

Call mother a lonely field

Call mother a lonely field

And now the places that I love

Allow me no returning

Call mother a lonely field

Call mother a lonely field

The shining dreams of winter skies

The sadness and the burning

Call mother a lonely field

Call mother a lonely field

The ferries vanish in the snow

We telephone our children

Call mother a lonely field

Call mother a lonely field

I'll never love like this again

I couldn't lift the burden

Call mother a lonely field

Call mother a lonely field

And like young irishmen in english bars

The song of home betrays us

Call mother a lonely field

Call mother a lonely field

Call mother a lonely field

And like young irishmen in english bars

The song of home betrays us

Call