Rowan Samuel

Lyrics

Sitting on a park bench,
With the sun a bright light,
Clear blue sky,
Not a cloud in sight,
Noon on a Thursday
Baby the time is right.

Feeling like a runaway,
Nothing to do all day,
It's that feeling you get,
When you're tired of getting wet,

Under that shady spot,
Oh that shady spot,
Find your lover,
Under that shady spot.

The wind blows free
Past the willow tree
And when the sun shines down,
You just can't frown.
That shady spot,
Oh that shady spot,
Find your lover under that shady spot

Hear the fountain trickle,
It's not time to be fickle
Toss in a nickel,
Wish your life away.
Oh, you wanna stay?
Spring is in the air,
The wind blows so fair
It's like a long last dare
Could it be any better?

That shady spot,
Oh that shady spot,
Find your lover under that shady spot.

Can you remember
When time seemed so tender
With no change in the weather,
And it took forever

That shady spot,
That old shady spot
Use it for what it is and what it's not,
That old shady spot,
That shady spot
Oh, that shady spot
Find your lover under that shady spot,
That shady spot,
That old shady spot,
Use it for what it is and what it's not,
That old shady spot,
That old shady spot.