I've been wrong before
And I'll be there again
I don't have

any answers my friend
Just this pile of old questions
My memory left me here

In the field of opportunity
It's plowin' time again.


I'm going' back to my house
But I'm not goin' now
It's too early

to be leaving here, somehow
Let me bore you with this story
"How my lover let me down"

While I borrow seeds of sadness
From the ground.


In the field of opportunity
It's plowin' time again.
There ain't no way of telling

Where these seeds
will rise or when
I'll just wait

around 'til springtime
And then, I'll find a friend
In the field of opportunity

It's plowin' time again.

When I'm all done cultivatin'

I'll be rockin' on the porch
Tryin' to picture
you and where you are

And there'll be no hesitatin'
When Cupid lights the torch
With those headlights

comin' down the hill
Between the stars.


In the field of opportunity
It's plowin' time again.
There ain't no way of telling

Where these seeds
will rise or when
I'll just wait

around 'til springtime
And then, I'll find a friend
In the field of opportunity

It's plowin' time again.