Fields. (feat. Grandad Michael)

歌詞

It's been a long time since we talked Call me back when you're free I left him a voicemail that reads "Dear Grandad, it's been so many months that I haven't called Seems there's always something more important on my to-do list All that I'm missing, chasing everything I lack, Grandad Seems I dwell on what I don't have instead of what I do And it's weird that I wear lipstick then put a kiss on the back of my hand So I can see what my love looks like when I'm alone But how are you, Grandad? Do you get lonely too, Grandad? 'Cause right now, I could use a call home." I just wanna be free You see Like a child rolling down a hill In a field of golden and green Where every burden that weighs on me Will fall away like a soft rain And fall into a stream In a field of golden and green "I wanna be rid of the nothingness that waits for me in the living room Do you still play the piano, Grandad? Play me something, play me Clair de lune My goodness me, where did all the time go? When did I go from being a kid, my mum tucking me into bed To this grown-up, Grandad? Is this as good as it gets? My other pillows never touched, it gathers dust and yet I pray to Jesus that this sinking feeling won't succeed And I'll have a zest for life like when I was eighteen." You see You see I just wanna be free I just wanna be free Free of every single care In a field of golden and red And every burden that weighs on me Will fall away like a soft rain Fall into a stream In fields of golden and green Grandad Hello, Rachel, it seems to have been a while since we've actually spoken There's not a day passes by when I don't think of you You asked me if I ever get lonely But you can feel lonely in a crowded room Spoken like a true poet Grandad is a songwriter, you see We were both born little with big dreams And he'd tell me stories, how back in his day He wrote and he wrote 'til his hands hurt with pain Then he said something to me, it brought these tears to my eyes, he said "Who will hear my songs when I die?" And I told him, "Grandad, so long as God gives me life I will practise your song and I will give it my best try." You see I just wanna be free Free of every single care In a field of golden and red And every burden that weighs on me Will fall away like a soft rain Fall into a stream In fields of golden and green Fields of golden and Free I don't wanna be crying (I don't want to cry no more) I just wanna be joyful (I just want to be joyful) I don't wanna feel sad no more (I don't want to feel sad no more) I just wanna be free "For music is medicine", she cried from her soul I don't wanna be crying (I don't want to be crying) As she set sail with her team, for a tour of the world I don't wanna be sad no more (No more, no more, no more, no more) I just wanna feel glory, Lord And never forget, my love I just want to feel glory, Lord You'll always be grandad's little girl