Soccer Field
The sun is beating down on my face
The wind tossing my hair back and forth
You automatically come into my mind
My lips curl into a smile
How I wish you were here
To hold me and tell me you won’t go
That you’ll stay here forever
In this little town
You hate it here
I know that
I kinda like it here
Please, won’t you stay?
I look at the blue sky
Then down at the yellow-green grass
How I wish we could stay here
Right in the soccer field
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