And the speckled trouts stop leaping up stream
A far pink cloud hangs over the hill
But us two
And I know a place that's quiet
And there's not another human in view
It's a hazy afternoon
You can hear the grass as it grows
Unfolding like a rose
And there's no one passing by it to see
Except for daisies running riot
And the meadow cows are sleeping
And the tulip trees are blooming
And the farmer leaves his reaping
If you hold my hand and sit real still
It's a lazy afternoon
As we dream