And The Grass Won't Pay No Mind

(альбом: Sweet Caroline - 1969)

Listen easy,
You can hear God calling
Walking barefoot by a stream
Come unto me
Your hair softly falling
On my face as in a dream
And the time will be our time,
And the grass won't pay no mind

Saying nothing, lying where the sun is
Baking down upon our sighs
My lips touch you
With their soft wet kisses,
Your hands gentle in reply
And the time will be our time,
And the grass won't pay no mind

Child, touch my soul with your cries
And the music
Will know what we've found
I'll hear a hundred goodbyes,
But today I hear only one sound
The moment we're living is now
Na, na, na, na

Young bird flying
And a soft wind blowing
Cools the sweat inside my palms
Close my eyes
And hear the flowers growing
As you lay sleeping in my arms
And the time will be our time,
And the grass won't pay no mind
No, the grass won't pay no mind