Out there in the country
A field with an oak tree
An endless ocean
A pale silver moon
The night is quiet
The air is vibrant
No one is speaking
No one at all
Wish I could be there
Wish I could stay
Wish I could leave here
Can you show me the way?
To the last place, with the warm summer nights
Where I know she'll be waiting for me
The last place, in the silver moon light
She'll be waiting beneath the oak tree
Because my light is fading
My soul is aching
My eyes are closing
My hands are cold
Wish I could be there
Wish I could stay
Wish I could leave here
Won't you show me the way?
To the last place, with the warm summer nights
Where I know she'll be waiting for me
The last place, in the silver moon light
She'll be waiting beneath the oak tree
The last place, the never ending night
A field right next to the sea
At the last place, in the warm summer night
I know she'll be waiting for me