She walks with a bell-clock round her neck,
So the hippies think she's in with time
Her hair glistens like robins on a deck
Branches attack me from her neck

She's so fine

She's so very, very fine

The sun from the clouds seeps into her eyes,
The rain from the trees soaks into her mind

Morning signs sound just like a lark,
All these signs are always the start.

She's so fine,
She's so very, very fine.
When I veer I get so near
But so far far far away

Listen to me today.

We united just beside a leaf
The ground was hard underneath, her, her
She's so fine.