[Verse]
Sunlight dances on the ground below
The oak tree whispers secrets slow
A book in hand the world fades away
In the arms of the afternoon I stay
[Chorus]
Pages turn and time stands still
The air is warm yet holds a chill
The world hums soft a gentle arc
Underneath the oak in the park
[Verse 2]
Birds are painting skies in flight
Shadows stretch a welcome sight
Grass beneath my fingertips sways
Lost in stories unmarked by days
[Chorus]
Pages turn and time stands still
The air is warm yet holds a chill
The world hums soft a gentle arc
Underneath the oak in the park
[Bridge]
The breeze it carries a song my way
A tune ephemeral won’t delay
Each word blooms where silence grew
Nature and paper both feel so true
[Chorus]
Pages turn and time stands still
The air is warm yet holds a chill
The world hums soft a gentle arc
Underneath the oak in the park