[Verse 1]
I want flatlands
I don’t give a fuck about money and all its friends
I want flatlands

[Verse 2]
I want flatlands, I don’t want precious stones
I don’t give a fuck about anything you’ve ever owned
I want flatlands, I want simplicity
I need your arms wrapped hard around me

[Verse 3]
I want open plains and scattered trees
I want flower fields and I want salty seas
I want flatlands, soft and steady breeze
Bringing scents of lined-up orchard trees
Dripping heavy with pears and dancing leaves
I want flatlands, will you go there with me?