In open fields of wild flowers
She breathes the air and flies away
She thanks her Jesus for the daisies
And the roses in no simple language
Someday she'll understand
He's more than the laughter
Or the stars in the heaven
And she will come running
I want to fall in love with you
I want to fall in love with you
I want to fall in love with you
I want to fall in love with you
Sitting silent wearing Sunday best
The sermon echoes through the walls
A great salvation through it
And can't feel the chains on their souls
He's more than the laughter
Or the stars in the heaven
I want to fall in love with you
I want to fall in love with you
I want to fall in love with you
I want to fall in love with you
It seems to easy to call You 'Savior'
Not close enough to call You 'God'
I want to fall in love with you
I want to fall in love with you
I want to fall in love with you
I want to fall in love with you
WRITERS
CHARLIE LOWELL, DAN HASELTINE, MATTHEW RYAN BRONLEEWE, STEPHEN DANIEL MASON