In the field of shadows Where flowers stand like trees By the cover of a willow He got down on his knees ♪ He buried all his hopes and dreams There beside a quiet stream And waited for the summer, to make 'em bloom ♪ With a shovel in his sore hands He dug a hole so deep He took his dream plants And set 'em down to sleep ♪ The secret thoughts, yeah they all went down Buried in the stony ground And waited for the summer, to make 'em bloom ♪ Maybe hope is shallow 'Cuz nothing ever grew The ground laid fallow Only dirt beneath his shoes ♪ Some dreams, are just meant to stay Alone inside, a padlocked cage The seed, that's dead and broken, will never bloom ♪ The seed, that's dead and broken, will never bloom