Sunday morning
It's a peaceful Sunday morning.

Shadows on the shade
The tree's leaves are creating beautiful shadows.

Yellow dusted fingers bent
Fingers have a layer of dust on them from the grass.

Through day old lemonade
The speaker sees remnants of yesterday's lemonade.

Sounds of breathing
The speaker is getting lost in his thoughts and is aware of his own breathing.

The birds singing in the trees
The speaker hears the birds singing.

Beautiful morning
It's a beautiful morning.

There's no place I'd rather be
The speaker is content where he is.

I sit right down and I rest awhile
The speaker sits and enjoys the view.

By a shady tree
He's sitting in the shade of a tree.

Golden rows of summer
He sees the beautiful fields of crops.

Stretched as far as I can see
The fields are vast.

Sounds of music
The speaker hears music playing.

Are rippling through my head
The music is making an impression on the speaker.

Harry's in the kitchen
Someone named Harry is in the kitchen.

Captain's still in bed
Someone who's referred to as the Captain is still in bed.

Cause life is just a funny dream
The speaker feels that life seems like a dream.

And someday
One day in the future,

I'll share this dream with you
The speaker wants to share his feelings with someone he cares about.

Just to be with you
Being together is all that matters.

This much I pray
The speaker hopes for this to come true.

It's true, it's true, it's true, it's true
The speaker wants to emphasize the sincerity of these feelings.