Lyrics by Gerry Norman

Summers grey and old but I am here still
Winters cold but at the back of my throat there’s pain

I can see that you’re good to me I know
You can give me anything
Hand on heart we’d a rocky start but now
Everything you do blows my mind

Traffics stopped we’d be better off walking
Your lips are moving so I guess that you’re talking still
I am elsewhere I always am
One day I will pass your exam

You can see that I’m in a dream again
I swear my head lives in the clouds
Hand on heart if we ever part I’d collapse
Everything you do blows my mind

Talent like yours is rare I know
You could make me anything
Colour glows on the canvas shows you’re pure
Everything you do blows my mind