Chris Rea Little Blonde Plaits
Sweet September I remember Eyes of August, deepest blue While the easy town was sleeping Strangest love I ever knew Feel the wind blow See the shadows Kiss the breeze of a sudden shore Of my life's loves and fascinations The only one who left me wanting more Little blonde plaits Drink to you love Drink to me love Sun burned feet on a dusty track Evening waves that turned in twilight Caught forever those little blonde plaits Little blonde plaits
