At the end of a perfect day - Weather The Storm

Go to content

Main menu:

At the end of a perfect day

Lyrics


England
What is it about you, makes me feel this way? 
When I'm leaving you, when I'm coming home 
I'm lost for words to say. 
And I know your faults and failures, 
And the troubles that you've been through. 
But it's more about what happens now 
And what were coming to. 

And the echo from the green hills 
Runs through the city streets, 
And the sun when it shines on England 
Well it lifts the heart in me. 

What is it about you that took men into war? 
Rows and rows of crosses, who remembers why, what for? 
The corners of these foreign fields, 
The dust in them concealed. 
Out of sight but not out of mind, 
Don't you know that England feels? 

And the echo from the green hills 
Runs through the city streets. 
The rain that falls on England 
Well it washes care from me. 

England, oh England 


Don't make this out a battle hymn or a song for victory. 
It's just a way to try to say what England means to me. 
And our accents and our colours change 
From the city to the farmland 
From the moorland to the mountain, 
From the river to the sea. 

And the echo from the green hills 
Runs through the city streets 
The wind that blows through England 
Breathes its life in you and me. 

England, oh England 
 
From the rolling road to the winding lane, 
From the field to factory, 
From summer's haze to winter's glaze, 
And all the colours in between. 
It's a stillness in the evening. 
It's the heartbeat that I'm feeling. 
From Cornwall to Northumberland, 
From the Pennines to the sea. 
And the echo from the green hills 
Runs through the city streets. 
And the wind that blows through England 
Well it breathes its life in you and me. 

    

Back to content | Back to main menu