Head back
Sky above
Gazing into blue
Resting arms
Sweet air
Lying next to you
Summer day
Breeze stirs
Clouds drift into view
White and green
Tatting leaves
Charmingly askew
Afternoon
No plans
Nothing we have to do
Fingers touch
I turn and smile
Gazing into blue.
Sky above
Gazing into blue
Resting arms
Sweet air
Lying next to you
Summer day
Breeze stirs
Clouds drift into view
White and green
Tatting leaves
Charmingly askew
Afternoon
No plans
Nothing we have to do
Fingers touch
I turn and smile
Gazing into blue.
