A flower stands
In the fields of gold
The sun shines
The ground produce
In what a day may be
Petals fall
Day by day
When the skies are blue
The leaves fall
White fades to grey
The sun shines brighter
Story
A flower stands
In the fields of gold
The sun shines
The ground produce
In what a day may be
Petals fall
Day by day
When the skies are blue
The leaves fall
White fades to grey
The sun shines brighter