You Are My Field

Oh city living can really bum me out
I almost forget what country life's about
Simple things are hard to come by
Like open space to let dreams fly

Hard concrete paths, wall to wall noise
Car horns are the only voice
When I think I can't take anymore
You remind me what reminiscing's for

You are my field
You help me to deal
Give a place I can run
My spot beneath the sun
Your heart takes me there
You're wind in my hair
Within my soul I feel
You are my field

Look out the window, buildings are all I see
No mama hanging clothes or apple trees
Street lights where the moon used to shine
A quick hello, no one has the time

Even daisies on my windowsill
Aren't like wild ones on country hills
When my smile's lost within this cities line
You always find it on the countryside

You are my field
You help me to deal
Give a place I can run
My spot beneath the sun
Your heart takes me there
You're wind in my hair
Within my soul I feel
You are my field



Credits
Writer(s): Marilyn Oakley
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