Middle of the Field

Dust on your boots

Hay in my hair

Sun dipping low

Breath hanging in the air

Wind on the wheat

You laugh, it’s real

Two small-town hearts

In a big green field

Country eyes lock in the middle of the field

Whole world gone, just you at the wheel

Truck keys cold in my pocket, I don’t want to leave

If time stands still, let it stand right here

Country eyes lock in the middle of the field

And I swear I can feel what forever might be

You tug that cap

Slide closer in

Talking ‘bout nothing

Like it’s where we begin

Fireflies float

Around your sleeve

I’m trying to look away

But it’s glued to me

Country eyes lock in the middle of the field

Whole world gone, just you at the wheel

Truck keys cold in my pocket, I don’t want to leave

If time stands still, let it stand right here

Country eyes lock in the middle of the field

And I swear I can feel what forever might be

You say, “Guess we should go”

But your hand won’t let go (mm)

We stay, just breathing

Like the night’s our home

Country eyes lock in the middle of the field

Whole world soft, like a secret we seal

Truck keys cold in my pocket, you’re all that I need

If time stands still, let it stand right here

Country eyes lock in the middle of the field

Yeah, I swear I can feel what forever might be