I'm running through these Summer fields in the mornings light when the sun fills the sky with such a haze. Summer fields that are golden like the sun's rays. As I run through these Summer fields, I don't think about the time of day. It's easy to get lost in these summer fields, for it's warmth seems to call to you. In these Summer fields I let my thoughts drift away with the warm breeze. How I came to these summer fields I can not say, for I seem to have lost track of time. The longer I stay in these summer fields, the longer the days seem to become. Gold strands sway through my hair from spending time in such a bright place. Eventually the sun will start to set, filling the sky with such a graceful sight. Soon I will have to leave these summer fields, but perhaps I will come back another day.