Strawberry Fields

You could cut the tension with a knife
Everybody thinks that they are right
The neighbor down the street comes out to fight
Because someone broke a window in the night

The air hangs heavy like a wounded bird
Who can't fly home because he's been too hurt by
Sipping on poison that he thought was only water

In the strawberry fields
I sing the root and you sing the third above
Suddenly we're like a family
Singing the same songs
I love the same songs that you do
Like a choir praying to the sky
Nothing's sweeter than no distance between you and I
I know the same songs
I love the same songs that you do

I wanna be somebody I can trust
Watching as the iron turns to rust
Everybody making such a fuss
But I will not give my seat up on the bus

'Cause I spent too long being a second thought
Bloody knuckle baby from how hard we'd fought
Just to simply breathe the air beside you

In the strawberry fields
I sing the root and you sing the third above
Suddenly we're like a family
Singing the same songs
I love the same songs that you do
Like a choir praying to the sky
Nothing's sweeter than no distance between you and I
I know the same songs
I love the same songs that you do

Same songs, that you do
Same songs, that you do

In the strawberry fields
I sing the root and you sing the third above
Suddenly we're like a family
Singing the same songs
I love the same songs that you do
Like a choir praying to the sky
Nothing's sweeter than no distance between you and I
I know the same songs
I love the same songs...
Strawberry fields
I sing the root and you sing the third above
Suddenly we're like a family
Singing the same songs
I love the same songs that you do
Like a choir praying to the sky
Nothing's sweeter than no distance between you and I
I know the same songs
I love the same songs that you do

I know the same songs
I love the same songs that you do