Strawberries in cream glistening in the sun
Little hearts from June melting on my tongue
On a lazy Sunday
Sprinklers on the lawn fresh drops on my skin
Rays of light come in let the angels sing
On a lazy Sunday

This must be the place where the angels rest
A secret garden on heaven’s chest
And life feels a little lighter in my heart

A little summer breeze touching my warm skin
Lying on the grass half awake in a dream
On a lazy Sunday

A blue midday sky on a drowsy noon
Not a single cloud just a few balloons
Life feels a little lighter in my heart
This must be the place where the angels rest
A secret garden on heaven’s chest
And life feels a little lighter in my heart
It would be better if you were here

On a lazy Sunday
I miss you baby
When I got nothing else to do
I miss you baby