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See That the Summer's Come
Babe, where’s your smile?
Don’t be a melancholy child,
Can’t you see
That the summer’s come?
Alone in your room,
With your winter curtains drawn,
While the suburbs
Are all bathed in sun,
No more wintertime lows,
Only joy now because
We can shake off the blues,
There’s no time to lose,
We can go for a cruise
Down the Thames or down the Ouse,
Or just snooze
Under summer sun,
Find a village green,
Watch some cricket, take some tea,
As you please,
Summer’s made for fun,
Get some sweet summer air,
Feel the breeze in your hair,
Forget that sad old romance,
He’s not worth all the tears,
Cast your cares on me,
I can set you free,
Don’t let me wait too long,
Summer will soon be gone.
Don’t be a melancholy child,
Can’t you see
That the summer’s come?
Alone in your room,
With your winter curtains drawn,
While the suburbs
Are all bathed in sun,
No more wintertime lows,
Only joy now because
We can shake off the blues,
There’s no time to lose,
We can go for a cruise
Down the Thames or down the Ouse,
Or just snooze
Under summer sun,
Find a village green,
Watch some cricket, take some tea,
As you please,
Summer’s made for fun,
Get some sweet summer air,
Feel the breeze in your hair,
Forget that sad old romance,
He’s not worth all the tears,
Cast your cares on me,
I can set you free,
Don’t let me wait too long,
Summer will soon be gone.
Published 30th Jun 2018
Author's Note
'See That the Summer’s Come' was initially written as a song in 2003, being subject to minor revisions in June 2017, and then afforded a definitive title.
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