Look at the ivy on the cold clinging wall. Look at the flowers and the green grass so tall. It's not a matter of when push comes to shove. It's just an hour on the wings of a dove. I dig it when you're fancy dressed up in lace. I dig it when you have a smile on your face. This inspiration's got to be on the flow. This invitation's got to see it and know. It's just warm love. It's just warm love. And it's everpresent everywhere. And it's everpresent everywhere. That warm love. To the country I'm going. Lay and laugh in the sun. You can bring bring your guitar along. We'll sing some songs we'll have some fun. The sky is crying and it's time to go home. And we shall hurry to the car from the foam. Sit by the fire and dry out our wet clothes. It's raining outside from the skies up above. Inside it's warm love. Inside it's warm love. And it's everpresent everywhere. And it's everpresent everywhere. Warm love. Warm love.