Fields full of flowers,
Singing in Springtime Showers,
Dancing in the rain,
Washing away the pain.
Trees swaying in the breeze,
With tiny bumblebees,
But we have been polluted by machines,
We should help keep this planet clean.
Fields full of flowers,
Singing in Springtime Showers,
Dancing in the rain,
Washing away the pain.
Trees swaying in the breeze,
With tiny bumblebees,
But we have been polluted by machines,
We should help keep this planet clean.