Like the beat beat beat of the tom-tom When the jungle shadows fall Like the tick tick tock of the stately clock As it stands against the wall Like the drip drip drip of the raindrops When the summer shower is through So a voice within me keeps repeating

Our last summer I can still recall I still see it all Walks along the Seine Laughing in the rain Memories that remain We made our way along the river And we sat down in the grass by the Eiffel tower I was so happy we had met

'Cause just like him, you always leave me crying A million little wishes float across the sky Picked you out and picked you up Hopin' that my luck would change Let the summer fill my lungs Superstition fill my brain But it's a waste of breath and it's

When it's Summer in Siam And the moon is full of rainbows And we go through many changes Then all I really know Is that I truly am In the Summer in Siam

I remember I had walked home that day Content with all my misery Told my self it'd get better, no clue what there was next to me Remember there was people, walkin', talkin' in the distance I was dressed for winter weather But the summer rays were kissing

We put the world away Oh oh o-o-oh, oh oh o-oh I like the summer rain I like the sounds you make We get so disconnected You are my getaway Yeah we're so disconnected You are my favourite place Tune out the static sound of the city that never sleeps

I'm sitting on top of the world Well it's been a long day but i don't like to moan It's the middle of summer and i'm chilled to the bone There's holes in my shoes where the rain comes in Walking in the shadows of empty office blocks I was talking to a

Our last summer I can still recall our last summer I still see it all Walks along the Seine, laughing in the rain Memories that remain In the tourist jam, round the Notre Dame Walking hand in hand Paris restaurants Morning croissants

Please don’t let me die in Florida, I don’t care about my name. Throw my bed on to a train. And this is what I know. If you catch me dying in Orlando If you catch me dying in Daytona I was born in Indian summer, In the Southern long ago. Where those

'Cause just like him, you always leave me crying A million little wishes float across the sky Picked you out and picked you up Hopin' that my luck would change Let the summer fill my lungs Superstition fill my brain But it's a waste of breath and it's