作曲：Tamas Wells

There's a place near the road

Where you fell said that you felt light

But afraid of the way you ran

Your eyes were always on the ground

Oh please please Emily

take these memories of five-acre fields

And the wind that runs

flies to corners of your lungs

Its better now I can take

Make believe and children and their aches

And the sight of your paling hands

sighs whenever you would stand

Oh please please Emily

take these memories of five-acre fields

And the wind that runs

and flies to corners of your lungs

And I need to tell you we

ride the railway on our Sundays

I need to lie awake and

hear the planes go on their southern run

Oh please please Emily

take these memories of five-acre fields

And the wind that runs

flies to corners of your lungs

And I need to tell you we

ride the railway on our Sundays

I need to lie awake and

hear the planes go on their southern run

planes go on their southern run

planes go on their southern run