The pebbles you've arranged
In the sand they're strange
They speak to me like constellations as we lie here
There's a magic I can't hold
Your smile of honey gold
And that you never seem to be in short supply of
(refrão)
Oooooh
So baby let's get it on
The lazy days
Crazy dolls
Seven days in sunny June
But long enough to bloom
Oooooh
So baby let's get it on
Gotta get this
The stories in your eyes
Seven days in sunny June
But long enough to bloom
Could it be this
The honey suckled dancing you'd seem to show me