Golden Afternoon

Sun coming through the blinds just right Nothing planned and nothing to fight Glass of something cold in hand Days like this were never planned Golden afternoon Spinning like a lazy tune No place I would rather be Just this feeling floating free Records stacked beside the chair Music drifting through the air Someone laughing down the street Summer making life complete Golden afternoon Spinning like a lazy tune No place I would rather be Just this feeling floating free Let the hours melt away Nothing left we need to say Every worry fades to gold In this warmth we gently hold Golden afternoon Spinning like a lazy tune No place I would rather be Just this feeling floating free Golden afternoon Golden afternoon