Strolling through a shady afternoon
Nothing that I need to happen soon
Newspaper, coffee, magazine
October, music, lazy dreams

I’ll kick a stone and join the dance
Turn a smile into a glance

I’m moving in slow-motion time
Red and yellows wash outside the lines
The chimneys reach out for the clouds
I walk below and sing aloud

I’ll kick a stone and join the dance
Turn a smile into a glance

I’ll kick a stone and join the dance
Turn a smile into romance