Nula

Ride through a field of corn, my lover asks, dance like you were never born, an altar to pray upon, how can you live like that, my heart beats without scorn, i want to tell her soon, roar like a big cat, i'm not a fool to dream, flee this love that's torn, the kids are on the flat, my loving ain't done, spirit an ancient charm, from this little chat, gallop beneath a perfect sun, run before a following storm, its not much to ask, ride the rails, fly this form, adjust the Ray Bans.