Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cotton Fields, artist - Fertile Ground. Album song Field Songs Revisited, in the genre Джаз
Date of issue: 31.12.2004
Record label: Blackout Studios
Song language: English
Cotton Fields |
These cotton fields they drive me wild, but so do you so I’ll just smile while |
you do your thang and baby I do mine |
I caught you starring the other day I turned around and you looked away you |
trying to act busy when you were just wasting time |
I don’t even know if I should show the way I feel and make us real things are |
kind of perfect; |
with me over here and you over there |
What’s there to gain, you know my name these cotton fields hook up the same so |
why get closer? |
We’d probably just mess things up. |
How’s that for fair? |
Do you even care? |
Well I’ll just sit and watch the sky |
And spend the hope on time close by |
These cotton fields were made for dreams and so were we as the seeds |
They keep saying that you’re messed up, well you just keep you head up they |
don’t understand that you’re a man but it’s OK -- God’s just making you tough |
Fly away and you’ll be free, but take your time and wait for me -- the trials I |
know are hard |
But with time its gets better you’ll see |
If I could wrap my heart around your smile and keep it safe just like a child. |
I would fight for you |
I’d even give my life to you |
Well I’ll just sit and watch the sky |
And spend the hope on time close by |
These cotton fields were made for dreams and so were we as the seeds |
These cotton fields they try to steal my strength that makes me feel like hope |
is real |
Why do these cotton fields they try to steal my strength that makes me feel |
like hope is real? |
Why do these cotton fields they try to steal my strength that makes me feel |
like hope is real? |
Why do these cotton fields they try to steal my strength that makes me feel |
like hope is real? |
Well I’ll just sit and watch the sky… thanks for you hope on time close by |
These cotton fields were made for dreams. |
And so were we as the seeds |