Across the fields of golden corn there are no subtle waves,

I stand and look, it takes me back to clean bright golden days,

I remember standing here with you, smiling at my side,

This was many years ago, your smile was broad and wide,

Often I stand in our place, seeing what we once both saw,

My eyes well up with warm tears like they always have before,

And through my tears I see you, looking across our favorite place,

So young, so pretty, so full of life, your smile made my heart race,

I have got by with my sadness, but It’s been so very long,

You visit my dreams most everynight, in the morning you are gone,

And so starts another day of sadness and a heavy aching heart,

The words I need do not exist, it hurts to be apart,

So, I get on with my life, play the part of a very average man,

But deep inside, I hope we will be one again, I really hope we can.