I wish I'd see a field below 
i wish I'd hear a rooster crow 
But there are none who live downtown 
And so the day starts out so slow 
Again the sun was never called 
And darkness spreads over the snow 
Like ancient bruises 
I'm awake and feel the ache 
But I wish I'd see a field below 
I wish I'd see a field below 

I wish I'd see your face below 
I wish I'd hear you whispering low 
But you don't live downtown no more 
And everything must come and go 

Again the sun was never called 
And darkness spreads over the snow 
Like ancient bruises 
I'm awake and feel the ache 
I'm awake and feel the ache 
But I wish I'd see a field below 
But I wish I'd see a field below 
I'm awake and feel the ache 
But I wish I'd see a field below 
I'm awake and feel the ache 
But I wish I'd see a field below 
I wish I'd see a field below 
I wish I'd see a field below