Little Blonde Plaits - Chris Rea

    Sweet September, I remember
    Eyes of August deepest blue
    While the lazy town was sleeping
    Strangest love that I ever knew
    Feel the wind blow, see the shadows
    Kiss the breeze of a sudden shore
    Of my life's loves and fascinations
    The only one who left me wanting more
    Little blonde plaits
    Drink to you love, drink to me love
    Sun burned feet on a dusty track
    Evening waves that turned in twilight
    Caught forever those little blonde plaits

    Marco Giunco
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