In The Fields Lyrics - Sara Hickman

In the fields where we laid our heads 

Dog barking to the heat of the beating sun 

Hot ground, sweet ground a feeling of fever in the air 

Kissing the nape of your neck, sighing colors 

Breaking sticks into heartsick flaming words 

In the fields making love 

The luck of the Irish tucked between your toes 

Love's debt pays regret, in months I begin to show 

Dressing as a car drives by gasping buzzards 

Turning time into a lover's rhyme 

Pressed between the pages of my heart 

In the fields where are you? 

Are you hiding yourself there still? 

Oh in the fields where are you? 

Are you hiding yourself in a city of weeds? 

Are you hiding yourself in a city of glass? 

In a city of glass 

In the fields tripping on 

Pushing through the barbs to reach the greener side 

It was years ago we let each other go 

To follow the paths of our dreams 

Sometimes I carry the memory, full time 

Delivering the spitting image of you 

Eyes burn and I live at peace 

I did what I had to do and you, and you, and you 

Oh in the fields where are you? 

Are you hiding yourself there still? 

Oh now in the fields where are you? 

Are you hiding yourself in a city of weeds? 

Are you hiding yourself in a city of glass? 

In the fields where are you? 

Are you hiding yourself there still? 

Oh in the fields where are you? 

Are you hiding yourself in a city of weeds? 

Are you hiding yourself in a city of glass? 

In a city of glass 

Time waits for no one 

And I've lost track of you