Lletres: Faithless. Outrospective. Crazy English Summer.

Fields of fire that passed the train
The sky is victorious but here comes the rain
Friday is taking me home again
And I've nothing but you on my mind

Grass is greener without the pain
I think that I'm changin' but I'm just the same
My sun is a ascending again
And I've nothing but you on my mind

Sometimes I feel like I'm glad to be free
Sometimes I still want your arms around me
Sometimes I'm glad to have left you behind
The crazy english summer has put you back on my mind

Life's a riot a lover a friend
Pity the day that it has to end
Friday come speed me home again
I've nothing but you on my mind

Sometimes I feel like I'm fine on my own
Fifty thousand miles from home
Sometimes I'm weak and the past is my guide
Summer returns and puts you back on my mind
Puts you back on my mind
Puts you back on my mind
Puts you back on my mind
Back on my mind, back on my mind