Field of Opportunity - Neil Young

Ive been wrong before

And Ill be there again

I dont have any answers my friend

Just this pile of old questions

My memory left me here

In the field of opportunity

Its plowin time again.

Im going back to my house

But Im not goin now

Its too early to be leaving here, somehow

Let me bore you with this story

«how my lover let me down»

While I borrow seeds of sadness

From the ground.

In the field of opportunity

Its plowin time again.

There aint no way of telling

Where these seeds will rise or when

Ill just wait around til springtime

And then, Ill find a friend

In the field of opportunity

Its plowin time again.

When Im all done cultivatin

Ill be rockin on the porch

Tryin to picture you and where you are

And therell be no hesitatin

When cupid lights the torch

With those headlights comin down the hill

Between the stars.

In the field of opportunity

Its plowin time again.

There aint no way of telling

Where these seeds will rise or when

Ill just wait around til springtime

And then, Ill find a friend

In the field of opportunity

Its plowin time again.