| Dewy Fields |
| Go Go to seek and find What you're hoping for Come The treasure is yours You're running out of time When morning comes Your dreams are real In dewy fields Your trace is left behind So very little time So very little hope You're longing for someone While the rain is falling down Searching, looking, hoping for someone You're crossing the dewy fields You're walking in the woods There's someone catchine up They're someone watching over you Keeping secret your precious thing Your treasure is Your enemy |