Créditos
Letra
It was a fine summer
Nightingales still sung
Young girls making daisy chains
Back when we were young
Kissing her for the first time
Finding her tongue
Brushing her chest by accident
Back when we were young
Meeting her brother Billy
All highly strung
Sensitive, rather quiet
Back when we were young
Making hay by day
Making love by night
Watching as the storm clouds gather
Then war broke out
Lads had no doubt
Billy was right, whatever
All stood in line
What's yours is mine
One final night together
Basic training for a week
Crabbing sergeant made us speak
Hell was no place for the weak
All for each other
Christ, the battlefield was vast
No place to go to wipe your arse
Wish where nothing came to pass
All for each other
Bright burning flares
Padre said prayers
Billy broke down, whatever
Shellfire immense
Smoke red and dense
One last showdown together
Range time, river deep as mud
Shattered bones, pools of blood
We knelt together in the mud
All for each other
I'm not ashamed to say I cried
That day my lads were crucified
We fought together side by side
All for each other
Billy caught one in the eye
He took at least an hour to die
I held his hand, just him and I
All for each other
Life was never meant like this
I'd love to give my girl a kiss
The last words Billy said were
"I'll miss her"
Home is where the heart was ever
Hallowed ground where thousands lie
Buried in the fields of honour
Which every country's flag may fly
Home is where the heart was ever
Where a single church bell tolls
Bounded by a field of poppies
Each one bears a thousand souls
Home is where the heart was ever
City, town or countryside
Where the spirits of the fallen
Live forever named with pride
Written by: Cousins, Rick Wakeman
