In ‘98 used to pick berries 
 Go for a walk just to clear my mind 
 And now the strawberry fields, they wait for me 
 Without you there we lose time 
    That was your thing, so I 
 But now I need to find mine 
 Need the dry air to let me breathe 
 To find a way just to be me   
 Take me back to strawberry fields 
 Take me back to strawberry fields 
 Take me back to strawberry fields 
 Take me back to