Track 2824/7Wildflowers

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Oh, I dream of a field where time stands still And I go there sometimes when I swallow the pill In the bluegrass, in the bluegrass In the tall trees that whisper to me Wildflowers, colouring the hours Wildflowers, colouring the hours Wildflowers, colouring the hours Wildflowers, colouring the hours Wildflowers, wildflowers, wildflowers Oh, I go to a place where God has no name Where the oceans are clear and the sky is the same In the bluegrass, in the bluegrass In the tall trees that whisper to me Wildflowers, colouring the hours Wildflowers, colouring the hours Wildflowers, colouring the hours Wildflowers, colouring the hours