Fields Of My Heart

Kyle Cox Kyle Cox

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Fields Of My Heart 03:39
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Fields Of My Heart (Instrumental)
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Description

One-Stop, Folk, Slow tempo, dark, moody, emotional, sad, lonely, sparse, ambient, Male vocals, strings, electric piano, organ, beats, Nashville, Tennessee, United States

Lyrics

The fields of my heart have grown old & dry Just thistles & thorns & they’ve choked out all the life The seeds that have been sown have all withered & died Soil’s far too shallow for any roots to survive I miss the sun, I miss the rain I miss the beauty that’s faded away I miss who I was when I was young And I’d still dream about who I’d become So with dirt on my knees & sores on my hands I’ll work this old grown the best that I can Many years have passed by when I last took any care Gravel fills the soil now & weeds have grown up everywhere But I wanna do what it takes, I wanna roll up my sleeves I wanna dig up what’s left & start over & yeah, I wanna bleed I miss the sun, I miss the rain I miss the beauty that’s faded away I miss who I was when I was young And I’d still dream Oh I’d still dream I miss the sun, I miss the rain I miss the beauty that’s faded away I miss who I was when I was young And I’d still dream about who I’d become I miss the laughs, I miss the cries I miss standing up for what’s right I miss the freedom to fuck up And remember that I’m already loved So with dirt on my knees & sores on my hands I’ll work this old ground the best that I can

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