Caravan Songtext
von Mel Parsons
Caravan Songtext
We thought things would never never change
Warm flat fizz from the party night before
Summertime, summertime
Bonfire smoke still smell it in my hair
Bare foot hot sand buried in the creek
Summertime, summertime
Caravan across the driveway
Wipe your sandy feet at the door
Looking back to a time when
No one needed anything more
No idea just how short the days
Blinding sunlight sparkle on the waves
Friends and parties nothing wanted more
Summertime, summertime
Caravan across the driveway
Wipe your sandy feet at the door
Looking back to a time when
No one needed anything more
Horses we′d ride straight into the sea
Halter and lead pulled behind your knee Gold times we'll never be this young
Old times they are done
Gold times we′ll never be this young
Old times memories fun
Gold times we'll never be this young
Old times they are done
Gold times we'll never be this young
Old times memories fun
Caravan across the driveway
Wipe your sandy feet at the door
Looking back to a time when
No one needed anything more
Caravan across the driveway
Wipe your sandy feet at the door
Looking back to a time when
No one needed anything more
We thought things would never change
We thought things would never change
We thought things would never change
Warm flat fizz from the party night before
Summertime, summertime
Bonfire smoke still smell it in my hair
Bare foot hot sand buried in the creek
Summertime, summertime
Caravan across the driveway
Wipe your sandy feet at the door
Looking back to a time when
No one needed anything more
No idea just how short the days
Blinding sunlight sparkle on the waves
Friends and parties nothing wanted more
Summertime, summertime
Caravan across the driveway
Wipe your sandy feet at the door
Looking back to a time when
No one needed anything more
Horses we′d ride straight into the sea
Halter and lead pulled behind your knee Gold times we'll never be this young
Old times they are done
Gold times we′ll never be this young
Old times memories fun
Gold times we'll never be this young
Old times they are done
Gold times we'll never be this young
Old times memories fun
Caravan across the driveway
Wipe your sandy feet at the door
Looking back to a time when
No one needed anything more
Caravan across the driveway
Wipe your sandy feet at the door
Looking back to a time when
No one needed anything more
We thought things would never change
We thought things would never change
We thought things would never change
Writer(s): Mel Parsons Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

