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 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