Sunday Afternoon

Sunday afternoon just you and I
 Planting fountain grass under a painted sky
 Nothing in particular to do
 Soaking up the breezes on a Sunday afternoon
 A pitch black raven flew up in the air
 Circled high above came out of nowhere
 In one clean swoop it tried to take my eye
 Didn't stop until we took our Sunday afternoon inside
 The raven wants my eye
 Sunday Afternoon
 Hanging with you
 Sunday afternoon
 A messenger brought from the sky
 Told to take this love and hide
 Be weary of the darker side
 No matter what stay by my side
 Sitting in the kitchen drinking tea
 The raven perched up in the Jacaranda Tree
 Evening light has turned to black and blue
 Looking forward to another Sunday afternoon
 Who knows what we'll do
 Sunday afternoon
 Hanging out with you
 Sunday afternoon