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 speckled trouts stop leaping upstream
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