Woorden: Beth Hart. Immortal. Summer Is Gone.

Summer's gone
days passing by again
chill rushes in sin
come take me away my friend
I don't wanna take too long
grab my summer smile and I'll be along

'cause we're gonna
ride, ride, ride
through the valley
roll, roll, roll
in the fields, I swear
fly, fly, fly
with the deepest part of our hearts

are you ready to start
let's get the hell outta here
hell on outta here

and if I get lonely
if I get thirsty for the sun
I'll roll down my window

I can feel the road, she's my only one
I ain't gonna waste my time, no way
get me outta here and I'll bring the wine

'cause we're gonna
ride, ride, ride
through the valley
roll, roll, roll
in the fields, I swear
fly, fly, fly
with the deepest part of our hearts

are you ready to start
let's get the hell outta here
hell on outta here

summer's gone
days passing by again