Sepia Swirl

We found out the hard way And laid in the yard, babe And painted our faces blue And ran through the garden And raised up our arms when We saw the sun shine through Chorus When the breeze blows And the cold weather grows And the hummingbird that sang our tune exits the room Seasons they come and they go The ivory path turns to stone You painted my world The almond shaped eyes of a girl Walked through the sepia swirl and opened the door Chorus