Strawberry Fields

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In '98, used to pick berries
Go for a walk just to clear my mind
And now the strawberry fields they wait for me
Without you here we lose time
And that was your thing, so right
But now I need to find mine
Need the dry air to let me breathe
To find a way just to be me
Take me back to the strawberry fields
Take me back to the strawberry fields
Take me back to...

Jess GlynneWhere stories live. Discover now