Here come the days of merry,
Here come the days of night,
I can feel it in my bones,
I can feel it in this light,

These are the days of not looking before you leap
These are the nights, where you don't know where you'll sleep

I'm wearing quite a tight T-shirt,
I'm feeling like nothing could ever hurt my feelings

You can tell it's summer time,
Cos we're sitting on pavements,
We're talking about nothing,
we're talking about behaviour of certain people

Roll up down the road of hope,
It's nights like this that make me think I can cope
With my mind, with my thoughts,
Cos one too many memories and I'll be getting caught out

These are the days of not looking before you leap
These are the nights, where you don't know where you'll sleep

Lie on this field and survey our surroundings,
We'll get there in the end if we start understanding
Who we are and why we're here

Living reminder in these small white lines
Of the one person who made up my mind
About who I am and why I'm here

REFRAIN:

You can tell it's summer time,
Cos we're sitting on pavements,
We're talking about nothing,
we're talking about behaviour of certain people

Roll up down the road of hope,
It's nights like this that make me think I can cope
With my mind, with my thoughts,
Cos one too many memories and I'll be getting caught out

These are the days of not looking before you leap
These are the nights, where you don't know where you'll sleep