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