Back in La

Listen easy
You can hear God callin
Walking barefoot by a stream
Come unto me
Your hair softly fallin
On my face as in a dream
And the time will be our time
And the grass wont pay no mind

Sayin nothin
Lyin where the sun is
BakinFFFF92 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 wonFFFF92t pay no mind

Child, touch my soul with your cries
And the music will know what we found
I hear a hundred goodbyes
But today I hear only one sound
The moment weFFFF92re living is now
Na, na, na, na, na, na

Young bird flyin
And a soft wind blowin
Cools the sweat inside my palms
Close my eyes and see the flowers growin
As you lay sleeping in my arms

And the time will be our time
And the grass wont pay no mind