the sunday drivers
summers
I remember summers I'll pretend it's summer around Red light in the sky at the beginning of nights When I held you naked But spring is later this year Why this sense of loss at the beginning of fall? Now any place will do To be again out of place without you  I remember faces I remember kisses and more More things that have turned To be just things in the past Now any place will do To be again out of place without you  I'm in the mood to do Anything you'd like to do I'm morning-after man But it's summertime  I remember summers I remember colours and smells I know that it was The day you started to love