Where the Heart Is - Bob Catley

Now the grain fields are fallow

As the dawn weaves her spell

Threads of gold light, this sceptred of realms

For the plough blades were shallow

Where the last blossom fell

When the wind blows it whispers «farewell»

There’s a place where the mighty

Honour justice and peace

This homeland where the heart is

'Decries not the beast'

Where the green fields and valleys

Meet the wide-open seas

This proud land where the heart is

Defines them to me

Can a man’s life be measured

By the good he embraced?

Are the years just the lines on his face?

Must the seasons be treasured

As we slowly decay?

When the love in a heart never fades

There’s a place where the mighty

Honour justice and peace

This homeland where the heart is

'Decries not the beast'

Where the green fields and valleys

Meet the wide-open seas

This proud land where the heart is

Defines them to me

There’s a place where the mighty

Honour justice and peace

This homeland where the heart is

'Decries not the beast'

Where the green fields and valleys

Meet the wide-open seas

This proud land where the heart is

Defines them to me

There’s a place where the mighty

Honour justice and peace

This homeland where the heart is

'Decries not the beast'

Where the green fields and valleys

Meet the wide-open seas

This proud land where the heart is

Defines them

Defines them to me