Stacey Kent - The Summer We Crossed Europe In The Rain

You say it’s the way these passing years have treated you

That the weight of the dreams you once carried has now defeated you

That our candlelit dinners will all just be reheated through

Our quarrels and disappointments just get repeated, too


Well I’ve packed our bags, I know I should have consulted you

But pretending to bargain would have only insulted you

So do just as I say

We’ll go away today

The fire still burns whatever you may claim


Let’s be young again, if only for the weekend

Let’s be fools again, let’s fall in at the deep end

Let’s do once more

All those things we did before

The summer we crossed Europe in the rain


Remember that hotel, the crooked balcony door

From where we stood and watched the market in the downpour?

Sharing warm baguettes

On sunny cathedral steps

Dancing the tango, waiting for our train


Let’s be young again, if only for the weekend

Let’s be fools again, let’s fall in at the deep end

Let’s do once more

All those things we did before

The summer we crossed Europe in the rain
You say it’s the way these passing years have treated you

That the weight of the dreams you once carried has now defeated you

That our candlelit dinners will all just be reheated through

Our quarrels and disappointments just get repeated, too


Well I’ve packed our bags, I know I should have consulted you

But pretending to bargain would have only insulted you

So do just as I say

We’ll go away today

The fire still burns whatever you may claim


Let’s be young again, if only for the weekend

Let’s be fools again, let’s fall in at the deep end

Let’s do once more

All those things we did before

The summer we crossed Europe in the rain


Remember that hotel, the crooked balcony door

From where we stood and watched the market in the downpour?

Sharing warm baguettes

On sunny cathedral steps

Dancing the tango, waiting for our train


Let’s be young again, if only for the weekend

Let’s be fools again, let’s fall in at the deep end

Let’s do once more

All those things we did before

The summer we crossed Europe in the rain

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