sunset over our fields

Golden dust on your faded jeans,
You’re laughing as you’re running through the wheat.
Tractor humming like a melody,
While the sky turns fire over you and me.


And every little moment feels like home,
Even when the daylight’s almost gone.


’Cause in the sunset over our fields,
That’s when the whole world feels so real.
You hold my hand, the night begins,
We fall in love again and again.
Late-night lights on an old back road,
Hearts wide open, stories untold—
Yeah, love grows wild where the farmland heals,
In the sunset over our fields.


Hay bales glowing in the amber light,
Radio playing soft into the night.
Your head on my shoulder, time stands still,
Like the moon knows every wish we’ve ever willed.


And nothing ever feels as true as this,
Every breath a long-lost country kiss.


’Cause in the sunset over our fields,
That’s when the whole world feels so real.
You hold my hand, the night begins,
We fall in love again and again.
Late-night lights on an old back road,
Hearts wide open, stories untold—
Yeah, love grows wild where the farmland heals,
In the sunset over our fields.


Maybe forever’s just a simple plan:
You, me, the stars, and a piece of land.
If this is all we’ll ever know,
I’ll choose it every day, I hope you know.


’Cause in the sunset over our fields…
Everything broken slowly heals.
You hold my heart, no need to speak—
We’re writing forever week by week.
Late-night dreams on a dusty road,
Summer winds and secrets we hold—
Yeah, love grows wild where the farmland heals,
In the sunset over our fields.