歌词
Well full of water and not a cloud in the sky, woodsmoke in your eyes
Move like a tumbleweed, climb like ivy, hide like a rabbit in the trees
But leave a trail, like the snail, so the squirrel knows where to find you
When he’s learned to share his nuts, Love is the tune
And in the morning, when the Prince of Darkness, is no more the lord of the forest
Then shall the reign of the leonic lords, lay at the feet of the lamb
Love is the tune
Written by: Bill Fay