Flatlands

I want flatlands
I never cared about money and all its friends
I want flatlands
I want flatlands
I dont want precious stones
I never cared about anything youve ever owned
I want flatlands
I want simplicity
I need your arms wrapped hard around me
I want open plains and scattered trees
I want flower fields
I want salty seas
I want flatlands soft and steady breeze
bringing scents of lined-up orchard trees
dripping heavy with pears and dancing leaves
I want flatlands
will you go there with me
When its said in the dark and you know its always there
when its dead in our heart but your mind is unafraid
when its said in the dark and you know its never coming back
when its there in your heart in your mind you set it free