.You're like a field of wildflowers,
I want to run right to
Want to spend all my summer hours
Laying 'round with you
Looking up at the big blue sky
And into your sweet green eyes
They'll be a cotton dress, some old blue jeans
Hanging from the limb of a sycamore tree
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