And though I walk these fields alone
\nI want only to be gone
\nI think I hear you call my name
\nI think you seem so far away<\/p>\n
And while the summer breezes blow
\nFrom seeds the roots begin to grow
\nI think of you
\nBut you\u2019re so far away<\/p>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Take the passions from my past
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 They cloud the present story
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 The good times fade \u2013 the bad times last
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 And keep us from the glory of our lives<\/p>\n
And though I walk this field alone
\nAnd wishing only to be gone
\nI think the world is still the same
\nI think you\u2019re still so far away<\/p>\n
And while the summer breezes blow
\nI know we reap the crops we sow
\nRegret the bargains that
\nWe cut so long ago<\/p>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Take the passions from my past
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 They cloud the present story
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 The good times fade \u2013 the bad times last
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 And keep us from the glory of our lives<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
And though I walk these fields alone I want only to be gone I think I hear you call my name I think you seem so far away And while the summer breezes blow From seeds the roots begin to … Continue reading