.The scent of an English meadow wafts gently through the bars
The sounds of summer harvesting can be heard from afar
The beauty of old Albion, a beauty hard to beat
But the heart has been corrupted, by the changing power-seat
[Chorus:]
Will we stand and watch.
Have you been looking for lyrics of your favorite song, too long? Lyrics has got them all listed out for you by your favorite songwriters, artists neatly arranged by albums you love. Simply,Choose an album, artist or lyricist and start discovering lyrics of your favorite songs.
Allow To View All Exclusive Content & Notifications 🔔