Letras
Golden fields and laughter loud,
Running free beneath the clouds.
Twisting paths, a mystery,
Lost but full of joy and glee.
Pumpkins smile, the air is sweet,
Jumping leaves beneath our feet.
Hand in hand, we twist and turn,
Every step a new concern.
Dancing through the corn maze high,
Reaching up to touch the sky.
Music beats, we sing along,
Harvest time, we all belong.
Sunny days and chilly nights,
Fireflies and shining lights.
Hide and seek among the stalks,
Tiny feet and happy walks.
Colorful and bright and warm,
Thanksgiving in its perfect form.
Laughing loud, we chase the breeze,
Dancing 'round the pumpkin trees.
The music builds, the lights ignite,
A dance of joy in golden light.
Dancing through the corn maze high,
Reaching up to touch the sky.
Music beats, we sing along,
Harvest time, we all belong.
Dancing through the corn maze high,
Reaching up to touch the sky.
Music beats, we sing along,
Harvest time, we all belong.