I came to a field of green
Where the corn stalks grew so tall
The sunlight could not pierce
To the winding path below
Around and around I went
Under those waving stems
I followed the shadowed path
Marked so faintly with her steps
Down in the winding corn maze
Where the green stalks shiver in the wind
Down in the winding corn maze
Where the green stalks shiver in the wind
Such spirals spread for miles through the bending leaves
There in a swarm of bees, I knelt down at her feet
And she took me to her arms in that cloud of honeybees
Whirring in their whirling as they rose on golden wings
Down in the winding corn maze
Where the green stalks shiver in the wind
