I embrace change like fields burning over

I see the world through a porthole made of glass

I embrace change like new fields growing over

I see the world on a sailboat without a latch

If you have to ask, it's better left unknowing

What's out there, what's out there

Time undoes us all, all I am and all I know

If it's up to me, all that I can be

Fields on fire, burning

But I'll be blooming with spring

In the right light, everything is somber

It is overgrown like a home that's left behind

In the right light, a day can last forever

At the right time, I'll move on with the rising tide

If it's up to me, all that I can be

Fields on fire, burning

But I'll be blooming with spring

If it's up to me, all that I can be

Fields on fire, burning

But I'll be blooming with spring