Michael Woodhead

GRASS AND CLOVER

Written & Composed by Michael Woodhead
Copyright © 1965, 2019

Together, we sit on the grass and clover
Gazing at the clouds in the sky above
We each have our own thoughts
Of everything -- this life, this love

Our hands hold tight in the grass and clover
As we talk, and watch the clouds in the sky
I often look at you
And see you there, and hear you sigh

And yet, as we sit in the grass and clover
We each can tell what the other is thinking
I think of you, you think of me
And what we shall do in the spring

Now, as we lie in the grass and clover
My mind is o'ercome by thoughts of you
I think of you always
Of you, my love, that is so true


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