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🎵 Hearts in the Hayfield
By The Mainside Project

Golden sun is sinking low, painting fire on the sky
Barefoot in the summer breeze, with you right by my side
We laughed until the fireflies lit up the open air
Love was in the quiet things, the way you brushed my hair

And the world could turn, but we’d still stay
Lost in time where the tall grass swayed

Hearts in the hayfield, beating wild and true
Underneath the harvest moon, I fell for you
Every whisper, every smile we sealed
We left our hearts in the hayfield

Tractors hum in the distance, a fiddle plays in town
We’re dancing with the shadows, no one else around
I swore I’d never let you go, like roots that hold the land
Your fingers laced with mine, stronger than the sand

And the years may change, but I still feel
The fire of that night, so real

Hearts in the hayfield, beating wild and true
Underneath the harvest moon, I fell for you
Every whisper, every smile we sealed
We left our hearts in the hayfield

Seasons come and seasons fade
But the memory never breaks
Every road I’ve wandered down
Leads me back to that small town

Hearts in the hayfield, where the story grew
Every blade of grass still remembers you
Time can take us far, but it can’t conceal
We left our hearts in the hayfield

Hearts in the hayfield…
Still beating, still real…

Wherever You Go

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