* The trees are bare, cold, rustic in colour A mist descending, trees feel the breeze Thinking of summers, sweet perfumed roses Closed my eyes, I'm still living in my dream Grey skies, I'm watching the rain fall Sitting in my car, wipers slap in time Dreaming of summer - sun-soaked beaches Golden girls smiling, with vanilla ice cream White clouds passing, soon the snow will fall Forgotten sunshine, summers just gone Christmas blooming, winter's fragrant rose Forgotten days of summers come and gone Grey skies I'm watching ,the rain it starts to fall Sitting in my car, wipers slap in time Dreaming of summer - sun-soaked beaches Golden girls smiling, with vanilla ice cream For just a moment, I can see the sun Hear the waves and feel the warmth Then the mist rolls in, then summer fades And winter whispers, its final phase. Grey skies, I'm watching the rain fall Sitting in my car, wipers slap in time Dreaming of summer and sun-soaked beaches Golden girls smiling, with vanilla ice cream The trees are bare, cold, rustic in colour A mist descending, trees feel the breeze Thinking of summers, sweet perfumed roses Close my eyes, and take me to my dream. Andy.B 12.09.2026
