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 the speckled trouts stop leaping upstream as we dream A far pink cloud hangs over a 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, with me