Meet Me in the Rye

Jarrett Osborn

Your wind blown hair dances by your eyes
Pale red sunset turns into sunrise
Voices are whispered, hush or they’ll hear us
Patience my love

Meet me in the rye
Meet me in the rye
Feels like the summer’s gonna last all year long
Meet me in the rye

Long days harvest, you stare out the window
The time is hardest, whenever the wind blows
Biding our time, I brush the hair from your eyes
Patient our love

Meet me in the rye
Meet me in the rye
Feels like the summer’s gonna last all year long
Meet me in the rye