In the field. With no notion to survive, what makes it real?
One and only real real feeling. In the field.
With no notion to survive, what makes it real?
And deep as the blues sky
I missed my plane but i don't care.
Settled for nothing though nowhere.
Found something trembling me more than that.
Something more precious than i got.
I got you. You got me.
It's all that we wanna see.
Life is ours.
World is ours.
We both share this part