When The Noisy Town Lets Its Windows Down little Slaves Are Free At Night then We'll Soon Retreet From The Busy Street till The Crowds Are Out Of Sight there's A Rendezvous For Lovers where We Two Can Play very Near Your Door, In The City's Core but It Seems A Millions Miles Away
meet Me Underneath Our Little Tree In The Park no One Else Around, But You And Me In The Dark just Five Minutes From Your Door-Step i'll Wait For Your Step To Come Along and The City's Roar Becomes A Song
while I'm Waiting, I Discover More In Your Charms suddenly I Turn Around And Your In My Arms and If There's A Moon Above You i'll Carve 'i Love You' Upon The Bark underneath Our Little Tree, Inside The Park
we'll Make Ev'ry Bough Shake, And Wonder How two Could Be So Nearly One ev'ry Blade Of Grass Sadly Sighs, 'alas!' grass Can Never Have Such Fun in The Desert Town's Oasis we'll Love 'neath The Tree it Can't Be Amiss If The Birdies Kiss we're As Good As Birds, Aren't We