Wheatfields Lyrics

What will be the names of our children?
You can't hide forever,
I can't see you
In the wheatfields.
I have lost my sense of humour,
Show me where you are.
The grass is too tall,
I can't even walk.
There is no place,
Down here,
Small enough
For you to stay.

I come back home and try to see
The hints you left for me.
Never found the ring.
Will you ever marry me?

Lyrics: Mark Daumail
Music: Mark Daumail/Morgane Imbeaud