Lost among the brambles, those long cross-country rambles
Your hands stained red, from blackberry picking
Brave or was it foolish, you took off all your clothes
Your lips turned blue, from North Sea swimming
Colours, colours of the summer
My thoughts are drawn to them still
The red kite against the blue sky
My thoughts are drawn to them still
Race down Chimney Bank faster than legs can carry you
Your knees are green from the tripping and the falling
Nothing to disturb us collapsed amongst the corn
The hazy gold of a lazy summer
Colours, colours of the summer
My thoughts are drawn to them still
The red kite against the blue sky
My thoughts are drawn to them still
Colours flash before us, flash before us, flash before
Flash before us, flash before us, flash before
Flash before us, flash before us, flash before
Flash before us, flash before us, flash before
Flash before us, flash before us, flash before