Sipping summer through the air
Blows over the green to me
Leave behind spider lines
Underneath the tree where I was sitting
Finger trailing through the grass
Gently kiss my thoughts as they go
My feet are weightless carried on silver notes
Coming up from daffodils
Dance beside the road and
This day is mine this day is mine
Cartwheel leaves pass my feet
Tickling the ground as they go
Cardigan on my shoulders
Takin in the colours of the park
I've got the feeling of that first strech
in the morning going on and on and on
Got my hallo swinging on my finger
For frisbee with the sun
This day is mine
This day is mine
And I want to share it, want to share it
Want to share it with you
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