Empty Fields - Depedro

As you are

With folded arms

In this mess

As you are

With folded arms

In this mess

Like a lonely tree

In an empty field

Full of unneeded things

Waiting for the real sign

To reach paradise

Foolish heart

Watching the seasons pass

All of these years

Now alone

In an empty field

Full of unneeded things

Waiting for the real sign

To reach paradise

As you are

You’ve done it again

Breaking your happy home

Like a brand new toy

In your hand

Wondering how you feel