Lyrics Ann Hampton Callaway

Ann Hampton Callaway

Lazy Afternoon

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, with me