Dolores Keane Summer Of My Dreams
In the shade of this old tree, in the summer of my dreams
By the tall grass, by the wild rose, where the trees dance and the wind blows
As the days go oh so slowly, as the sun shines oh so holy on the good and gracious green
In the summer of my dreams
By the banks of this old stream, in the summer of my dreams
By the deep pool where the fish wait for the old fool with the wrong bait
There's a field of purple clover, there's a small cloud passing over, and then the rain comes washing clean
In the summer of my dreams
See the raindrops, on the grass now, just like diamonds lying there
By the old road, where I pass now, there's a twilight on the air
And as the sun sets down before me, I see my true love waiting for me, standing by the back porch screen
In the summer of my dreams
In the shade of this old tree, in the summer of my dreams
By the tall grass, by the wild rose, where the trees dance as the beans grow
As the days go oh so slowly, as the sun shines oh so lowly, on the good and gracious green
In the summer of my dreams
In the summer of my dreams!
