MEET ME THERE (NICK MULVEY)

After all the people picking, 

People picking people apart, my love

And after all the dealing,

The hooking and reeling along from the start

Oh there´s a field, meet me there,

Out beyond rightness and wrong, meet me there.

Woman you´re living, loving you´re leading me on, 

Living I´m alive sweet woman keep loving me on,

`Cause they wake up every morning

With a cradle in their hands but they pretend it´s a game, 

Acting like the only place the truth could ever live

Was up on Shacklewell lane.

Oh there´s a field, meet me there.

Please come alone, tie back your hair.

I tried yesterday

Takes me so long to say but I need you to know.

Darling you show by leaving me so

The only way to hold on is keep letting go.

Oh there´s a field, meet me there,

Yo know I´m on my way,

Meet me there.

Oh there´s a fiel, meet me there.

Out beyond rightness and wrong, meet me there.

I´m on my way, meet me there.

Please come alone, tie back your hair.

After all the people picking,

People picking people apart, my love.

Nick Mulvey