
In a field of Wild Flowers
Is where I’ll find my dance,
My sway,
My wake up each day
With a taste for the wind;
Where I’m greeted with the sun,
Where I remember where I’m from.
My sheets blow wild on the line
And all the animals in Harmony
Tell me it’s Time.
Here,
Here in the field of Wild Flowers
I know what is mine.
I shall take care of you.
LAUŘÉN LAUŘÉN