I close my eyes and listennTo hear the corn come outnDon't you hear the stars they glistennAs we go in and outnnDown where the trees grow togethernAnd the western path comes to an endnSee the sign it says clear weathernI'll meet you tonight, my friendnnWill the corn be growing a little tonightnAs I wait in the fields for younWho knows what grows in the morning lightnWhen we can feel the watery dewnnI just can't be there with no othernI know those hills will be truenAway from my sister and brothernDown through the grasses so newnnThe air is sweet and steadynAnd flowers bloom out of sightnI know the sky is readynCome meet me down here tonightnnWill the corn be growing a little tonightnAs I wait in the fields for younWho knows what grows in the morning lightnAs we can feel the watery dew