Cornfield Ablaze - Prefab Sprout

I saw you from the tractor

The harvest had begun

You were the love child of two gods

I was the farmers awkward son

You left Mount Olympus

To find your soul mate

I left a scribbled note, quote

«Dear Pa, this here harvest can wait»

You took a match to my dry August days

Cornfield ablaze, cornfield ablaze

Flames licked the sky, that was some summer haze

Cornfield ablaze, cornfield ablaze

How do I love you, let me count the ways

Cornfield ablaze

Pa don’t be angry

The fields that were host

To the corn and the wheat

The fact is they’re toast

In self defence I’m obliged to point out

There’ll always a risk of combustion

When there’s been a drought

You took a match to my dry August days

Cornfield ablaze, cornfield ablaze

Flames licked the sky, that was some summer haze

Cornfield ablaze, cornfield ablaze

How do I love you, let me count the ways

Cornfield ablaze

Imagine if the firemen worked and worked for days

And still the cornfield stayed ablaze…

Her hair it was golden

Her hair it was yarn

We were playing with fire

In the number one barn

Carried away like two sparks on a breeze

Then we fused into one at a thousand degrees

You overwhelmed agricultural man

Cornfield ablaze, cornfield ablaze

You wild pyromaniac daughter of Pan

Cornfield ablaze, cornfield ablaze

You took a scarecrow and made him a man

Cornfield ablaze

Cornfield ablaze

Cornfield ablaze

Cornfield ablaze