Fields

I’m running over fields of freedom

Running from the morning to come

And I am running all alone

And In the dark the grass is glowing

Glitters when the wind is dancing

But no one else can dance along

But when I try to fly away

There is something that pulls me down

As the morning catches in

I try to fight it But I’m weak within

And when I try to understand

What the fields represents to me

It’s a never ending dream

When I am lost in my insanity

I’m standing with my past in my hand

Changing everything because I can

But more is coming up behind

I’m running over fields of freedom

Running for the morning to come

I've done it all I'm coming home

And I just really want to know what’s wrong with my shadow

Why it won’t follow why it won’t follow

I’m running in a dream away from my shadow

It won’t follow still it won’t follow