Chelsea

You lie there in my bed

In your Sunday morning evening dress

You're still sleep I guess

When the morning comes then I am blessed

You opened my window and said

Let the summer breeze breathe in

You said that now was the time to live

I said my love now let's begin

Cause still the flame just keeps on burning

And still the flowers keep on growing

And still the tables go on turning. And still we reap the seed we're sowing