Lazy Day

Why do I gaze for hours

Counting the stars up above?

Baby, talking to all the flowers

It’s a lazy day in love

Why do I laugh all over?

Why am I limp as a glove?

It’s a wonderful world of clover

On this lazy day in love

I watch my heart fall apart

In a million pieces

Making eyes at the moon

Like its out of its earthly mind

We meet and the beat of my pulse increases

And I know very soon

I’ll be leaving this planet behind

Day after day I wake up

Whistling the song of a dove

What a fabulous life to take up

It’s a lazy day in love

Day after day I wake up

Whistling the song of a dove

What a fabulous life to take up

It’s a lazy day in love