Fresh Pies

Fresh pies in the middle of summer
Tied up in a ribbon and covered
Everybody is sipping and running
Got eyes for the good looking life
But look around, the pie's on the ground now
Ribbon cut or it's stolen off the window sill
Oh my pass the bottle cause it's never right
Like I hope for, why do I hope for?

Blue skies in the middle of summer
Eyes up and I'm living uncovered
Everybody is sipping and running
Got eyes for the good looking life
But look around, the sky turned the light down
Too bright, sunshine ain't a daffodil
Oh my pass the bottle cause it's never right
Like I hope for, why do I hope for?

Fine wine in the middle of summer
Timeout on being uncovered
Everybody is sipping and running
Got eyes for the good looking life
But look around, all of it is half-drowned
Ribbon cut, sunshine ain't a daffodil
Oh my pass the bottle cause it's never right
Like I hope for, why do I hope for?



Credits
Writer(s): Jack Martian
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