Maria Friedman — I Sit in the Sun lyrics

Lyrics

I sit in the sun and one by one
I collect my thoughts and I think them over
Say to myself, «Sit tight on the shelf
As long as you feel that you’re in Clover»
Why be in haste when you’ve nothing to waste?
The best things come without rhyme or reason
Sit in the sun, the sun, the sun
And you might be in love by the end of the season
I sit in the sun and one by one
I forget all the gentlemen I’m refusing
One happy day, the summer may
Provide an Adonis of my own choosing
Maybe I’ll wait till it’s too late
But I will have waited for one good reason
Here in the sun, the sun, the sun
I might be in love by the end of the season