Lyrics

The day tabula rasa stretches out before me
Like a canvas that is just awaiting paint
The sun shines bright
The sky is blue
The breeze is light
And you’re here, too
I can’t really think of one complaint
Sure we’ve got projects
And we’ve got chores
And there are places that we need to be
But I was hoping you’d forget those things
And waste some time with me

I was gonna write a song
But I couldn’t find the inspiration
I was gonna mow the lawn
But today I’m just not into perspiration
I’m not sure there’s any particular thing I’d like to do
But since you asked
I guess I’m just perfectly happy
Sitting underneath this pine tree with you

There’ll be time to weed the garden later on
You know there really is no reason why we’ve gotta do it now
And I really do intend to mow the lawn
You know, a couple hours here or there
Won’t matter anyhow.

I was gonna write a song
But I couldn’t find the inspiration
I was gonna mow the lawn
But right now I’m just into procrastination
I’m not sure there’s any particular thing I’d like to do
But since you asked
I guess I’m just perfectly happy
Sitting underneath this pine tree with you

But since you asked
I guess I’m just perfectly happy
Sitting underneath this pine tree with you