歌詞

Woke up to the sound of morning light

Canvas flaps and fruit piled high

Voices weaving through the open air

Someone’s laugh floats everywhere

I see you in the quiet bend

By the field where old songs never end

Market of days, colours unfold

Fields of gold, stories retold

Hand in hand, we walk unseen

In this life between the green

Children chase the breeze, their hands full of dreams

Petals in baskets, sweet-smelling schemes

The past is stitched in aprons worn

By women humming since the dawn

I see you in the honest trade

In every smile the morning made

Market of days, colours unfold

Fields of gold, stories retold

Hand in hand, we walk unseen

In this life between the green

Stone by stone, we build the sound

Of where we’re lost and always found

Market of hearts, never sold

Woven paths, quiet and bold

Hand in hand, we walk unseen

You and me, where life has been