It's a lazy afternoon And the beetle bugs are zooming And the tulip trees are blooming And there ain't another human in view But us two
It's a lazy afternoon And the farmer leaves his reaping In the meadow cows are sleeping And the speckled trouts stop leaping up stream As we dream
A fat pink cloud hangs over the hill Unfolding like a rose If you hold my hand and sit real still, You can hear the grass as it grows
It's a hazy afternoon And I know place that's quiet 'cept for daisies running riot And there's no one passing by it to see Come spend this lazy afternoon with meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
