Summer Rain
Ben Stafford
Summer rain
Left me wandering, out to the river
Past these country lanes
Filled with memories, flowers withered
Oh she comes and goes
With those open skies
Oh she comes and goes
With those blue blue eyes
Summer rain
Left me watching, these small hours
All this unconscious heartache
A dozen roses, bouquet of flowers
Oh she comes and goes
With those open skies
Oh she comes and goes
With those blue blue eyes