Fields of fire that
passed the train
The sky is victorious but
here comes the rain
Friday is taking me home again,
And I've nothing
but you on my mind.
Grass is greener without
the pain,
I think that I'm changing but
I'm just the same
My sun is a ascending again
And I've nothing
but you on my mind
Sometimes I feel like I'm glad
to be free,
Sometimes I still want your
arms around me
Sometimes I'm glad to have
left you behind,
The Crazy English Summer
has put you back on my mind.
Life's a riot a lover a friend,
Pity the day that it has to end
Friday come speed me home again
I've nothing but you on my Mind.
Sometimes I feel like i'm fine
on my own,
Fifty Thousand miles from home.
Sometimes I'm weak and the
past is my guide,
Summer returns and
put you back on my mind
cked down
and they put you first in line
And so you finally ask yourself
just how big you are
and take your place in a wiser
world of bigger motor cars
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So Where the hell was Biggles
when you needed him
last Saturday
And where were all the sportsmen
who always pulled you though
They're all resting down
in Cornwall
writing up their memoirs
for a paper-back edition
of the Boy Scout Manual
See there! A man born