I say goodbye. Nothing is real and nothing to get hungabout. Strawberry Fields forever. Living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see. Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.
Nothing is real and nothing to get hungabout.
Strawberry Fields forever. No one I think is in my tree, I mean it must be high or low. I think it's not too bad. Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields. Nothing is real and nothing to get hungabout.