Find me in these fields alone

Crusted with the salt of my ways

Rinse me with the motion of sweet water

The silky rush of Your cleansing stream

I turn my face towards the sun

Too feel the heat and cool wind blow

Reminding me as I touch your shoulder

Awakening me from some selfish dream

I face the fog in the Autumn

The midnight moon weaving her chain

You trace me deep in this valley

Repeating a familiar refrain forgive me

When my heart turns cold and I chased the old

Standard lie forgive me

When my conscious calls me to leave it behind

Well did I forgive me

Take me in I'll sit at Your feet

Live to tell all You have done

Could I find a rose in mid-December

A sign of peace for those passing by

I turn my eyes toward the Son

And a vision of a world yet to be

When hope will be awarded living substance

And Heaven kisses Earth in reply

I face the fog in the Autumn

The midnight moon weaving her chain

You trace me deep in this valley

Repeating a familiar refrain forgive me

When my heart turns cold and I chased the old

Standard lie forgive me

When my conscious calls me to leave it behind

When my heart turns cold and I chased the old

Standard lie forgive me

When my conscious calls me to leave it behind

Well did I forgive me

Find me in these fields alone