For one late summer’s day,
With the harvest nearly done
Amongst the fields of gold,
A new love might be found
When I met my one true love.
May it have been a daydream?
But, how could it feel so real
And not a figment of my imagination?
Through an oasis of mirages
That came true in an instant.
And will I forever remember,
In these fields of golden wheat
When we gazed in each other’s eyes
With the sun in the jealous sky
On the day we fell in love.
