Knee Deep - TM Juke, Nostalgia 77

When an early autumn walks the land and chills the breeze

Touches with her hand the summer trees

Catching black sheep while I’m knee deep in sleep

Paper on trees dropping their cargo knee deep

Sand blows through me or is my room just

Captains make waves soaking in broken sun rays

Vibin', way of the sun, shooting rays into my room

Lazy days like these;

should I wake up, or just lay down with you?

Heeding undertones of a freshest summer breeze

I cannot decide;

should I wake up, or just lay down (with you)?

Summer wonderland;

smell of grass and all that’s good

Hours may have passed;

should I wake up, or just lay down with you?

Won’t you lay beside;

I could learn you something good

Takin' days like these;

would you wake up, or just lay down with me?

Lay down, lay down with me