Last night I had a dream I was young again, just for the evening. And I felt things slip away that I never knew I had with me. Standing alone in a field I know, where I used to waste my days with the tall grass waving around me, in a simple kind of haze. But I never thought too much about it. Standing alone in a field I know. And now I got that dream in my head. I gotta believe it's not over yet. I got that dream in my head, standing alone in a field I know.