In Dreams

There is a place where power lines cover fields of green
Cutting through the tree line with lines so clean
Hill over hill on one hundred degree days
Creating a never-ending maze

I chase them in my sleep, always in dreams,
While we fall for the ideas in every song we sing
And we ran through the sprinklers in the black summer night
Ran until our bodies took flight, took flight

There is a field where fireflies illuminate the air
Only for seconds, like they're never even there
You went to grab one, to put it in a jar
But it flew out of reach, away from where you are

I chase them in my sleep, always in dreams
While we fall for the ideas in every song we sing
And we ran through the sprinklers in the black summer night
Ran until our bodies took flight, took flight



Credits
Writer(s): Liz Mcdaniel
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