Slipping out the window
Lazy cotton breeze
Standing on the front porch
You right next to me
I hear the leaves clapping
The buzzing of a bee
The sound of summer blowing
Is like a symphony
And I just realized what you mean to me
The smell that overtakes me
Sweet as Georgia peach
We're lit up bright like Christmas
You're whispering a dream
Lazy cotton breeze
Standing on the front porch
You right next to me
I hear the leaves clapping
The buzzing of a bee
The sound of summer blowing
Is like a symphony
And I just realized what you mean to me
The smell that overtakes me
Sweet as Georgia peach
We're lit up bright like Christmas
You're whispering a dream