In green fields I will lie As summer comes on soon And the birds above me fly I will wait here for the moon My heart it sings, my heart it sings Of better times, of better things And he will be here soon His my old friend the moon There's a soft breeze all around From far beyond the hills And the birds are rightly proud Of the peace this land instills My heart it sings, my heart it sings Of better times, of better things And he will be here soon My old friend the moon Oh the world from which I came Was as dark as it was cold But the light here knows my name It is warm and it is bold My heart it sings, my heart it sings Of better times, of better things And he will be here soon My old friend the moon My heart it sings, my heart it sings Of better times, of better things And he will be here soon My old friend the moon