Linger with Pleasure

I'll rent a house somewhere, I'll listen to Biosphere

And all I see there a straight line in the atmosphere

Every hour will be longer and I'll linger with pleasure

The only visitor I will invite is the whispering wind or the sunlight

I'll leave all disturbants at home, the evening papers and the telephone

But I'll bring my memories, despite everything I hope life will miss me

Maybe this is wishful thinking and maybe I'll just keep on sinking

But sometimes it's enough to know

That there is a place where everything is on hold

Where the hours will be longer and I'll linger with pleasure