Boy in the field
In the sun...and in the rain...
there sits a boy in the field...and he's feeling the pain....
...and in the light...of the moon...
i hear him calling to me and he whispers me a tune...he says....
Chorus:
i don't wanna be here anymore... won't you please let me be....
there's nothing left for me here...won't you please set me free...
world's put me through so many changes that i can't find myself...
try so hard to find it in me...and in everybody else....
Morning comes upon the field...and everything is still....
that boy i see him cry...his tears flow down as they will...
i try to touch him but my hand it won't reach....
i want to help him but he just...can't see me...he cried...
(chorus)
Night it falls again on the tall blades of grass....
that boy he's feelin' so bad he says...nothing ever lasts....
morning comes once more and the boy has disappeared
hope he went to a better place...better than here.....
i hear him singing..........
I'm flying high over the city...
i'm flying high...over my home....
everything looks so small to me now....
i'm not afraid that i'm gonna fall....
If you see them...tell them that i'm free..
no one's gonna take it away from me....
and if they ask you...tell them that i'm fine...
maybe i'll meet them up here sometime....
oh.......(etc....)