John La Touche (lyricist) Quote

A fat pink cloud hangs over the hill Unfolding like a rose. If you hold my hand and sit real still You can hear the grass as it grows.


The Golden Apple (1954). Lazy Afternoon


A fat pink cloud hangs over the hill Unfolding like a rose. If you hold my hand and sit real still You can hear the grass as it grows.

A fat pink cloud hangs over the hill Unfolding like a rose. If you hold my hand and sit real still You can hear the grass as it grows.

A fat pink cloud hangs over the hill Unfolding like a rose. If you hold my hand and sit real still You can hear the grass as it grows.

A fat pink cloud hangs over the hill Unfolding like a rose. If you hold my hand and sit real still You can hear the grass as it grows.