There is a place for you and me it is in a meadow beneath a tree The Springtime lingers longer there with apple blossoms in the air I remember laying on the grass with Lilies dancing by the path The grass was moving on the go Like Oceans rocking to and fro The Meadow Lark he entered there then sang his song for us to share and when he finished his cherished song we looked away and he was gone You held me close to you that day so close in fact you begged me stay I felt your heart in time with mine you poured my glass, I drank your wine I tell myself I will return one day to our lovely meadow so far away For now I have fond memories shared for a time and place when you once cared...