Written by Neil Diamond
Listen easy
You can hear God callin
Walking barefoot by a stream
Come unto me
Your hair softly fallin
On my face as in a dream
And the time will be our time
And the grass wont pay no mind
Sayin nothin
Lyin where the sun is
Bakin down upon our sighs
My lips touch you
With their soft wet kisses
Your hands gentle in reply
And the time will be our time
And the grass wont pay no mind
Child, touch my soul with your cries
And the music will know what we found
I hear a hundred goodbyes
But today I hear only one sound
The moment were living is now
Na, na, na, na, na, na
Young bird flyin
And a soft wind blowin
Cools the sweat inside my palms
Close my eyes and see the flowers growin
As you lay sleeping in my arms
And the time will be our time
And the grass wont pay no mind
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