Come with me to the field ...

Whisper to me secrets revealed.


Let's take the old dirt trail ...

It will lead us without fail.


The path to our special place ...

Where you'll spread kisses upon my face.


You say you'd like to fool around ...

Toss the blanket on the ground.


My dear, do you think we have been seen?

If so, our voyeur is now surely keen.


Oh, the things we said and did ...

We wonder maybe we should have hid.


So what if we had been caught ...

Who dares disrupt the love we sought.