Summertime from Linen by Carol Fieldhouse

Summertime Music by Finn Shannon Lyrics by Carol Fieldhouse


Walking the seashore Spring Tides at my toes
I’m watching the people pose and
Playing in their shiny boats
How did it happen?
I’m alone in a place where no one knows my name
Yet it all looks the same

There was a boy, a boat and fishing lines
High summer came calling as we
Sang and watched the firelight die
Under the starry sky the tide was turning pebbles into sand
Walking hand in hand

In summertime In summertime
Sailing, skimming on the sea’s soft swell
Reeling, our boat tipped and we fell

Still walking the seashore, same place, tides roll on
A sandy barricade is breached and
Thoughts flood and over run
The rising tide lifts all boats from the sand then sets them down again
Memories rise when

It’s Summer time, the bay is hazy blue
Summertime, those days of me and you
In Summertime
Summertime
In Summertime Summertime

• Acoustic
• Contemporary Art-folk
• Derbyshire
• Female singer
• Pop
• singer-songwriter
• Derbyshire Dales District