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
And the Meadow Cows Are Sleeping
And the Speckled Trouts Stop Leaping Up Stream
As We Dream
A Far 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 Me