Leaning on a tree trunk
Thinking 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 am when I shoot the breeze
How do I call myself at times like these
I need a simple kind of lovely
The thought is just a novelty
You can spend the whole time
Dangling from a grape vine
Standin 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 this could be like this everyday
But I know that I could never live this way
Was just a simple kind of lovely
The memories will be okay
I wish things could be like this everyday
But I know I could never live this way
Was just a simple kind of lovely
And the memories will be okay
Was jus a simle kind of lovely
And the memories will be okay