Sweet Summer Days - Chris Rea

I wanna see the blue sky
I wanna feel the breeze
I wanna hear the summer wind
Singing in the trees
I wanna touch forever
And drift into its soul
Put my troubles in my right hand
Hold them up and let them go

Sweet summer day,
Talking ´bout a sweet summer day.

So much time is wasted, 
Pulling on the line.
For sure you are running faster.
But you´re only running blind.
I wanna touch forever, 
I wanna really know.
Put my troubles in my right hand,
Hold them up and let them go.

Sweet summer day,
I´m talking ´bout a sweet summer day.
Take your troubles and let them drift away,
Talking about a sweet summer day.

Instrumental

Sweet summer day.