Lets take a walk Through fields of gra** Drop cotton balls From the overpa** Now wander down to the cemetery Through fields of flowers and wild strawberries She howls in the patience Sun comes back around And shines its golden rays On flatten fields That rushes down the windy streets These piles of leaves are harboring a criminal Those books are out Its halloween The jealous teenagers And their stolen dreams Go wander down to the cemetery Through fields of flowers and wild strawberries I walk these desperate streets for days And on upon your every sugared phrase and headache rapture Wanting only your affection Your believe now i've become a fugitive Shaking off the light Fields of flowers (wild strawberries) Fields of flowers (wild strawberries) Fields of flowers (wild strawberries)