In the fields of gold, where the rivers bend,
I find my way as the day begins.
With open hearts and dreams on fire,
We chase the dawn, fueled by desire.
Shadows dance as the night fades away,
The dark gives way to a brand new day.
With every breath, I can feel the thrill,
In the light of hope, we gather our will.
The morning breeze whispers secrets untold,
Through the tall grass, our stories unfold.
Hand in hand, we’ll write our own fate,
Chasing horizons that never grow late.
In the open sky, our spirits will fly,
With the sun as our witness, we’ll reach for the high.
We’ll chase those dreams on this wanderer's road,
And carry the love that we've both overflowed.
And as the sun paints the world with its glow,
We'll plant our roots where the wildflowers grow.
In the fields of gold, as life shifts and sways,
We'll find our forever in the light of our days.
So here's to the sunrise, our stories entwined,
With each step we take, let our lives be defined.
In the warmth of the morning, we'll stand proud and free,
For in the love we share, that's where we'll always be.
Country
Fields, sunrise, open, dream, shadow