It's a lazy afternoon And the beetle bugs are zooming And the tulip trees are blooming And there's not 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 trout 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 a place that's quiet, except 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.
