Summer’s Over
Christopher Neil, Sheena Easton
And she walks by the sea
And she's always alone
She knows that it's strange
Staying out in the rain
But there's no one at home
So she kicks up the sand
And stares at the waves
She waits for the sun
And the people who come
With the hot summer days
Easy to remember
In a late September
But nobody told her
That the summer's over
All those hot summer nights
She would sleep on the beach
Nights full of joy
When thosе young summer boys
Were nеver far from her reach