i can remember the horses of the pasture misty mornings and cools of the evenings i can remember when the wind whistles in the corners of the house i can feel the fear of the dark when shaking under my little bed trying to squeeze the pillow to my safety riding to the grain fields days of childhood in my memories flying over the hills unforgettable over and over again riding to the grain fields days of childhood in my memories flying over the hills unforgettable over and over again i can remember the horses of the pasture misty mornings and cools of the evenings i can remember when the wind whistles in the corners of the house i can feel the fear of the dark when shaking under my little bed trying to squeeze the pillow to my safety riding to the grain fields days of childhood in my memories flying over the hills unforgettable over and over again riding to the grain fields days of childhood in my memories flying over the hills unforgettable over and over again over and over again over and over again