Lonely Fields

Carry the corn in a bag
Shiny day
How I love this spot
Those Saturdays out there
In the fields
With my daddy's scent

On our way home
Two on the road
Bags are all full
The crows are loud

Oh, how I do miss
Those sunny days
And the moped's roar

Those lonely fields in the night
Father, I walk with you

Those lonely fields in the night
Father, I walk with you

Lying in bed
Hearing the corn field crows
Like a child would cry

Open the window
And see the glow
Like a spirit
Dim in the night

On my way out
Follow the light
So late at night
A sign of life?

I'm feeling well
Now as I stroll
And I wear a smile

Those lonely fields in the night
Father, I walk with you

Those lonely fields in the night
Father, I walk with you

Back to the sunny day
I'll be doing so fine
So clear is the silhouette
Reaching out in the night
Holding on to his soul
Father, please don't you go
Together we pick the corn
And then I'm going home

Those lonely fields in the night
Father, I walk with you

Those lonely fields in the night
Father, I walk with you

Better believe it
Now I can see it
And I surrender
The crow may now enter

Those lonely fields in the night
Father, I walk with you

I'll walk with you
And the walk goes on
I'm coming home with you
And it goes on, with you
And the walk goes on
I'm coming home with you