In the fields deep with clover
I want to lay beside you
And I don't want to wake up
Just let it roll on...
We whisper softly, cruel mercy
To the hidden darkness of the soul
And I am afraid to grow older
But If our love is true
Just let it roll on
Let it roll on sister
Will the sun still shine over the morrow sky and tender field
When the time comes to let go and sweetly yield
The sun and the tide and the spinning of gears
The meat and the hate and the greed and the fear
The golden cell and slippery thread that connects us to us, the living, the dead
The rock and the roll and the green fuse of life
The delicate work of keeping alive
And oh may our love be strong
Let it roll on
Let it roll on
Let it roll on