Peter Hepworth
SINGER/SONG WRITER
Golden fields and summer breeze
Skinny dipping in a stream
We'll have a picnic then climb trees
I'll tell you stories till the sun sets
Look at me and tell me you're not tempted
You'll strum some chords on my guitar
I'll look for wood and make a fire
And grab a blanket from the van
And cuddle up, with toast and jam
Now look at me and tell me you're not tempted
Tempted
When I look into your eyes
Behind the mirror you are dreaming
Why not let our dreams survive
And take a chance at being happy
Now look at me and tell me you're not tempted
You and me and my guitar
Winding roads and county farms
Drifting by with peace of mind
We'll leave this city far behind us
Look at me and tell me you're not tempted
Say goodbye to crowed malls
Cocktail dresses, drunken brawls
Just so many pointless rules
Like traffic lights and paying taxes
Look at me and tell me you're not tempted
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