It’s peaceful now. The afternoon is still.
The street is quiet. Voices very dear
Reach up the stairs, caress me like a thrill
From heaven. I am home and you are here.
Allie Gordon is my girl
Than her there is no better
She set my head in quite a whirl...
Summer’s hiding over there –
Behind the hill, but in your eyes
I see the summer’s dreamy skies...
