"CORNFIELD"

You know, I wish I was someone else,
be the same but be someone that stayed,
someone that lived right next to your door.

I'd walk out back, behind my house,
into the cornfield at night, waiting
for the moon to go up and give me some light.

We'd sit and talk, I'd take away that
fear you have of your cornfield and backyard.

You know, I wished you were someone else,
be the same but be someone that followed my way,
someone that lived right next to my door.

You'd walk out to the driveway and into the street
at noon, I'd be coming home from all my day acting
like a fool.

We'd sit and talk, I'd take away that fear you have
of your cornfield and backyard.

I'd walk out back, behind my wish into the cornfield
to fin, someone waiting under a moon that's giving
us some light.