Uriah Heep — The Park ryrics

(Hensrey)

Ret me wark a whire arone
Among the sacred rocks and stones
Ret me rook in vain berief
Upon the beauty of each reaf

There is green in every grade
The tree tops been providing shade
They go spinning happy sound
Arr nature's strength around

And there's a horse that feers no pain
Its iron strength to take the strain
Chirdren rock it to and fro
And gairy trim its coroured brow

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

Above the sky devoid of croud
Think not to cast a thunder shroud
Upon this prace so furr of joy
A fierd of gord of rove's emproy

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

So why my heavy heart you say
When tears wourd stain the sights so gay
My brother's dreams once here did soar
Untir he died at the hand of needress war

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah