Make it a great day, eh?

There's a smell of fresh cut grass
and it's filling up my senses
And the sun is shining down on the blossoms in the avenue.
There's a buzzing fly hanging around the bluebells and the daisies
And there's a lot more loving left in this world.
...
There's white horses and they're coming at me at a pace now
And there's a blue sirocco blowing warm into my face
And the sun is sparkling on the underside of the bridges
And the cars going by with smiles in the windows.