Summer Rain
Hugo Costin
Soaking in the summer rain
Drenched in golden light
Watching shadow flowers
Dancing on your thighs
I bought big sunglasses
To stare at the future and the city slips
Past
Like coloured ink on glass
And there's nothing I can do to keep from crying
Hot happy tears next to you darling
As we lose our shirts
As we lose ourselves
Summer rain
I'm falling like a lost plane in blue
For you
Summer rain
