Benhlms - Summer Hills Lyrics

If I focus in my mind
On the days left long behind
It's a rose tinted view
We could go to where we liked
Cycling on our old push bikes
Pedalling off to somewhere new

Riding through the golden fields
Without a care
Touching crystal clear blue skies
Sunshine memories
With laughs that filled the air
Rolling down those summer hills
Those summer hills

When you scaled that old oak tree
Bruised your arms and grazed your knees
As you tumbled to the ground
We were miles away from home
But we walked your battered bones
Through the centre of the town

The sun never setting
On those days we had to share
Rolling down those summer hills
Those summer hills

Kicked a ball about the park
A group of friends having a lark
Put our jumpers down for posts
Park attendant called us names
As the sign said no ball games
He had the temper we feared most

Running through golden fields
Without a care
Touching crystal clear blue skies
Sunshine memories
With laughs that filled the air
Rolling down those summer hills
Those summer hills