Grey
In a Field of Dreams
Anything's possible in a field of dreams
Anything is possible even when it doesn't seem
It adds up, it brings me whole. It is the
Thread in us that pulls love through the seams

Anything's possible with a bald girl on my screen
Anything is possible with no thirst at a desert stream
It calls us, it whispers gold. it is the
Thread in us that pulls love through our souls

I never listened to my dreams
Now I only listen to my dreams

Anything's possible in a field of dreams
Anything is possible when the sun sinks
To the sea. It sets sail. It floats a mystery
It is the thread in us that pulls love
Through tragedy

Anything's possible with a friend I've never seen
Anything is possible as we talk of places we've been
It holds us. It lets us know. It is the thread
In us that pulls our love between