As sun shines down on roof\'s of tin.
The world shown clean of lust and sin.
Just love of life for you and me .
I just kiss you above the knee .
Caress the tips of fragile mounds.
And touch your world of softest down.
Remove the cloth from skin so soft .
Remove the thoughts of being caught.
Electric seems to touch your hand .
As you touch me . Man in hand .
Excitement that we might be seen.
Upon this field of grass so green\'
The tree\'s hang down with leaves still blowing.
An act of graceful movement showing.
The blanket that we lay upon.
It is our world where nothing\'s wrong.