Tonight
Running away in Strawberry fields
That have ripened in the sun
He’s hot on my heels
I want to belong to someone
But I run run run
He could be
Cool and cleansing
Like water washing
Over me
Allover me
He took my hand in the gentlest way
And he’ll always stay
Is written allover his face
But I crave to push him away
Pushing away
Is all I’ve ever known
And he’ll wonder what he did wrong
Strawberry fields hold me
And they told me
I am a good girl
Seem to be made of wood girl
You did all you could girl
But you have got to try harder.
He’s it.
Running won’t get you anywhere this time
Not tonight.
Strawberry fields of wisdom
Said I’m my own prison
That I lock myself into
And its true
I’m so scared of this
Of you
Only I love you was on my mind
I realized this tonight
Just need more time
More time
More time
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