Oaks madrones and redwoods
beside a mossy fern filled bed
under the stars with you tonight
is where I want to lay my head
Firs and pines and paintbrush
and that big old dogwood tree
out in the woods alone with you
is where I want to be.
Ah, to wake up in the morning
and open up my eyes
First thing I'll see is my lover
and the colorful sunrise
Honey let's not go to work today
'cause all I do is long
to get out my flute and your guitar
and fill our day with song
Ah, to wake up in the morning
and just stay right here with you
just to fill our days with music
nothing I would rather do
beside a mossy fern filled bed
under the stars with you tonight
is where I want to lay my head
Firs and pines and paintbrush
and that big old dogwood tree
out in the woods alone with you
is where I want to be.
Ah, to wake up in the morning
and open up my eyes
First thing I'll see is my lover
and the colorful sunrise
Honey let's not go to work today
'cause all I do is long
to get out my flute and your guitar
and fill our day with song
Ah, to wake up in the morning
and just stay right here with you
just to fill our days with music
nothing I would rather do