Picnic sing and play along

On a picnic morning,

without a warning, I looked at you and somehow I knew.

On a day for singing,

my heart went winging, a picnic grove was our rendezvous.

You and I in the sunshine,

we strolled the fields and farms.

At the last light of evening,

I held you in my arms.

Now when days grow stormy and lonely for me,

I just recall picnic time with you.

On a picnic morning,

without a warning, I looked at you and somehow I knew.

On a day for singing,

my heart went winging, a picnic grove was our rendezvous.

You and I in the sunshine,

we strolled the fields and farms.

At the last light of evening,

I held you in my arms.

Now when days grow stormy and lonely for me,

I just recall picnic time with you.

On a you.