Tekst piosenki
Living is easy with eyes closed,
misunderstanding all you see.
It's getting hard to be someone,
but it all works out;
it doesn't matter much to me.
It's getting hard to be someone,
but it all works out;
it doesn't matter much to me.
Let me take you down,
‘cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.
Nothing is real,
and nothing to get hung about.
Strawberry Fields forever.
No one, I think, is in my tree,
I mean, it must be high or low.
That is, you know you can't tune in,
but it's all right.
That is, I think it's not too bad.
That is, you know you can't tune in,
but it's all right.
That is, I think it's not too bad.
Let me take you down,
‘cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.
Nothing is real,
and nothing to get hung about.
Strawberry Fields.
I think I know, I mean a Yes,
but it's all wrong.
That is, I think I disagree.
Oh yeah.
That is, I think I disagree.
Oh yeah.


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