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 me
