Lyrics One From the Meadow - Jon Lord

Ambling gently down this old path
Under a tunnel made of green trees
The clean sweet smell of grass is calling me
Soon I'll reach the style and lamber over
Stepping onto summer's softest soil and into open fields
Stretching out before my eyes
A vista just like Heaven here on earth

As I walk the poppies tickle
Delicately behind my knees
As I walk I feel the ripple
Running down my spine, reminding me that
I'm alive and I am feeling a sense of freedom and honesty
Ask me if I care that sentimental I may be
But one day dear, I'll bring you here
And we will share
Heaven here on earth
Stretching out before my eyes
Like a Heaven here on earth

All around me grass a-quiver
A caressing breeze that sends a shiver
And the thought blew through
That I should bring to you...
One from the meadow
One from the meadow
Show you this Heaven here on earth