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I close my eyes and listenTo hear the corn come outDon't you hear the stars they glistenAs we go in and outDown where the trees grow togetherAnd the western path comes to an endSee the sign it says clear weatherI'll meet you tonight, my friendWill the corn be growing a little tonightAs I wait in the fields for youWho knows what grows in the morning lightWhen we can feel the watery dewI just can't be there with no otherI know those hills will be trueAway from my sister and brotherDown through the grasses so newThe air is sweet and steadyAnd flowers bloom out of sightI know the sky is readyCome meet me down here tonightWill the corn be growing a little tonightAs I wait in the fields for youWho knows what grows in the morning lightAs we can feel the watery dew From Letras Mania