I was walking in the rain through the backstreets of Towanda
The money in my pockets running dry
I was looking for my lover, but she had run for cover
Underneath those pale geranium skies
I bought a ticket for the train that would take me 20 hours
The wind was howling old forgotten lies
I thought we'd walk together, through fields of love forever
But fields of love would never be that kind
If I fall asleep tonight, would you hold my hand?
All alone in a far and foreign land?
If I fall asleep tonight, would you take me home?
To those fallow fields of wild wheat and gold?
As the train pulled to the station I saw familiar faces
All of which are painted on with lies
There was only one I looked for, the smile that I longed for
And there you were with a smile in your eyes
If I fall asleep tonight, would you hold my hand?
All alone in a far and foreign land?
If I fall asleep tonight, would you take me home?
To those fallow fields of wild wheat and gold?
If I fall asleep tonight, would you hold my hand?
All alone in a far and foreign land?
If I fall asleep tonight, would you take me home?
To those fallow fields of wild wheat and gold?