Leanin' on a tree trunk
thinkin' all the same junk
fallin' in and out of a dream
back and forth I'm swaying
I'm contemplating staying
Laying and decaying when I know I must leave

Where do I aim when I shoot the breeze
How do I calm myself at times like these
It's just a simple kind of lovely
and the thought is just a novelty

You can spend the whole time
danglin' from a grape vine
who's standing underneath you when they cut you free
what about when the sun leaves
and what about all those bad dreams
who will walk you back into reality

I wish things could be like this everyday
but I know that I could never live this way
it's just a simple kind of lovely and the memories will be okay

I wish things could be like this everyday
but I know that I could never live this way
it was just a simple kind of lovely and the memories will be okay
it was just a simple kind of lovely and the memories will be okay
the memories will be okay
the memories will be okay
the memories will be okay