Over Fields

They say that kindness goes right back to where it came from.
So how did I end up with you.
I push and pull so much, I make such a fuss.
My melodies all sing so blue.
You've got to quite down.
Stop singing sad, old songs.
I want you.
How did that not get through.

Like a bad criminal I don't know what to aim for.
I'm shooting cans off a wooden fence.
I'm either just lucky or sorry, I live between the two.
So now you know why I need you.
You've got to settle down.
Run through open fields.
I want you.
How did that not get through.

I can remember all the times that you pulled me through.
You fixed the broken heart of the fool.
Over my shoulder I can see the world closing in.
Be my blanket.
It will keep me alive, I've got somethings I want to do.