The fields are stirring again
Reaching for the heavens
And we were making bets like a gamblin' man
And something like a ghost
Was something close enough
Pink confetti flying over us
And all my cards are out on your table
These days I have less to prove
I'm trying to be the man I want to be
Before the lesson of a hindsight view
For you
I wanna be there for you
You were a harvest in a full Moon
A light in the dark to see me through
And take myself less serious
It's not like the fear was gone
And you were finally in my arms
The way a fire burns and also warms
And all my cards are out on your table
These days I have less to prove
I'm trying to be the man I want to be
Before the lesson of a hindsight view
For you
I wanna be there for you
I wanna give that to you
I wanna be there for you
I wanna give that to you
