In the fields where the berries grew
Coyotes come to sing to you
We were listening in the bedroom
Time you noticed with the deer
That another was always near
And how that was like me and you
Walking through...
I would like to have a place
Plant a crop in a building's place
Sit on a hill with a westward face..
Enjoy the view....
I'll sing with you, when you hear it too
The song you find, when heart has faded time