Crossfield

There's a cross lying one thousand miles from here Far from home but it screams of fear There's a cross lying one thousand miles from here Between the fresh mowned grass it lies resting But the spirits around are still grasping And their prayers will be everlasting Lasting There's a cross lying one thousand miles from here Watching the garden till the last frontier Generations will find there own proof That peace comes with triumph and loss is required But are you are prepared to lose? It all It all Who will shed a tear at night For those we left behind Who will shed a tear at night For those we left behind Who will shed a tear For those we left behind