Espen Lind - Childhood Fields of Clover lyrics

Friend why don't you come with me To where we used to be On our childhood fields of clover Share some of those magic spells And all those wishing wells On our childhood fields of clover We had no restraints We could be the villains or the saints So won't you stop a little while And share a childhood smile For the dreams of now are over Did they really age and die Like a little bu*terfly Left in childhood fields of clover In the autumn chill The modern times had their will And our childhood days were over... Over... But our childhood homes still shine like kodachromes Where the ploughs have raped the clover Only golden and money rule Dreams are just for fools But we have a mine Where all the yesterdays shine For my dream is never over So every pa**ing day, becomes a throwaway Like our childhood fields of clover The once bold and clear blue sky Looks like it's about to die Who will hear the whistleblower But in my heart I'm there Even after all these years I run through fields of clover... The dream's not over...