Distant Summers - Chris Rea

    Sweet serenade, in your shade
    May I rest
    Just for a while, won't stay long
    I'll do my best
    To help you help me to find some friends
    That I have lost
    Who lie in lands where memories
    And dreams are lost

    The breeze that blew around her hair that day
    The timeless dress that flowed in endless sway
    I almost touched her shoulder, she almost turned to face me
    A thousand distant summers... away

    Marco Giunco
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