Yellow Fields
Isaac Silva / Lindsay Korth
All Ive heard before about
The strawberry fields and watermelon fields
Never made me wonder til I saw
The yellow fields by the road
Lost in time, lost in place
Few people care about the way
While theyre goin to their destiny
I only dream of yellow leaves...
See that small white house
Did you ever wonder who lives there
It looks like a little paradise
Blue and white like the perfect sky
But it runs like sand through my hands
But it runs like sand through my hands
But it runs like sand through my hands
Running beyond my life
Things like these live on
Forever