Running through fields past the beige corduroy
Watch the leaves drift apart steps towards a play
Red under maple trees, a place I would stay
Comfort like firewood few steps away
Falling under
The dreams I wonder
A moon giving breathe to the shadows at night
Chasing time blindly a moth in the light
Whistling wind whispers a word it's alright
Colorful darkness what a beautiful sight
Falling under
The dreams I wonder
Falling under
The dreams I wonder
Under the maple tree
Even the smoothest surface of water
Changes with the touch of few skipping stones
While everything falls one place doesn't falter
As long as we come to the scene that we both call home
Know you're not alone
Running through fields past the beige corduroy
Watch the leaves drift apart steps towards a play
Red under maple trees, a place I would stay
Comfort like firewood few steps away