Lazy Afternoon

It's a lazy afternoon
And the beetle bugs are zooming
In the tulip trees a 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 child stopped 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