Elvis Presley

Listen easy, you can hear God calling

Walking barefoot by the stream

Come on to me, Your hair's softly falling

On my face as in a dream

And the time will be our time

And the grass won't pay no mind



Saying nothing, lying where the sun is

Baking down upon our sides

My lips touch you, with their soft wet kisses

Your hands gentle in reply

And the time will be our time

And the grass won't pay no mind



Child, touch my soul with your cries

And the music will know what we've found

I, hear a hundred good-byes

But today I hear only one sound

The moment we're living is now

Now now now now now now now



Young bird flying, and a soft wind blowing

Cools the sweat inside my palms

Close my eyes, hear the flowers growing

As you lay sleeping in my arms

And the time will be our time

And the grass won't pay no mind

No the grass won't pay no mind