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