Meet Me There - Nick Mulvey

After all the people picking people picking people apart, my love

And after all the dealing, the hooking and reeling along from the start

Oh there’s a field, meet me there

Out beyond rightness and wrong, meet me there

Woman you’re leaving, loving, you’re leading me on

Living I’m alive, sweet woman, keep loving me on

Cause they wake up every morning with the cradle in their hands

But they pretend it’s a game

Acting like the only place the truth could ever live was up on Shacklewell Lane

Oh there’s a field, meet me there

Please come along, tie back your hair

I tried yesterday, takes me so long to say

But I need you to know

Darling you show, by leaving me so

The only way to hold on is keep letting go

Oh there’s a field, meet me there

You know I’m on my way, meet me there

Oh there’s a field, meet me there

Out beyond rightness and wrong, meet me there

I’m on my way, meet me there

Please come along, tie back your hair

After all the people picking people picking people apart, my love