Lyrics:

My lover's in the field
Swinging his shield
Fighting the windmills
That disappear

My lover's on a mission
Singing in prison
For the lonely ones
The ones constantly missing

My lover's on duty
Singing his song
He says: 'Where there is beauty,
Wisdom goes wrong'

But this ain't Nashville.
I too miss Nashville, but this ain't Nashville
Please come home, please come down