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