Lazy Afternoon

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 gra*s 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 pa*sing by it to see Come spend this lazy afternoon with me