Do you ever dream of a summer scene when the sun is high & the grass is green
Children playing with bucket and spade all day long till the castles made, And the tide rolls in and their artistry begins to fade
Cos Its summertime ……..   in England again
Ice cream cones for dessert every day follows fish & chips from a gourmet tray, While the seagulls flock around flying muggers looking for prey    Chorus
Pot bellied men tattoos all around junk food litter, red top news abounds but no Mediterranean nudes, just sand in your toes & shoes     Chorus
Salmon pink men drinking their beer in amusement arcades, While their women devour, the grey books of fifty shades ,cover to cover in days  Chorus
So its raincoats on but its warm inside on a coastal train, while the tough carry on, sunbathing in the rain, sunbathing in the rain  ever and ever. And ever,  and ever

Hey pretty girl,  with the cute,  turned up nose, How you turned and filled my head  with pretty pictures and prose.  I don’t know why,  You came to be with me
When all around you see, are princes
Gentle stroking fingers, whispers in my ear,  Melting words of passion and  Joyful salty tears
and I don’t know why,  You came to be with me, when all around you see, are princes.
Little cheeky smiles ,  sharing in-jokes in a crowd, while all around is silence,  While inside we laugh out loud, hey hey hey hey.  I don’t know why, You and me, are we, When all around you see  are princes.
Course I’m only dreaming,   I’ve looked and you’re  nowhere  near,  A mystical character in a Hollywood movie   A pretty woman for Richard Gere. And  I  know why,
You’ve never called on me,  cos  all  around you I see, are princes.

This is a song for you my Rose Tyler. Written by a would-be time traveling lover.
'cos when  you left that day, to travel home, I sat there dazed in a different time zone.
I'd watched you fingers touching the strings, gently, softly, it made me think, of other things.
But my legs were frozen and my head was thumping, tongue-tied I muttered about something, or nothing.
I wanna be, a time traveling lover, and you can be my pretty, Rose Tyler other.
We can fly through the years of the tears and fears, till we find a place where our words are free.
There's no cyber men, just my Tardis, you and me.
The truth in me, said stay and play, but my brain sent neurons to run, away.
But I have two hearts to handle disappointment, and your voice is my sticking plaster and ointment to my wounds.
I know you're happy and full of joy, which makes it hard to be truthful and not annoy, you
but i've learned over time to say what I mean, be true to myself and keep my conscious clean, there's no regrets.
I wanna be, a time traveling lover, and you can be my pretty, Rose Tyler other.
We can fly through the years of the tears and fears, till we find a place where our words are free.
There's no cyber men, just my Tardis, you and me.
This is a song for you my Rose Tyler. Written by your would-be time traveling lover.
Think I'll just wait, another year.

Watch the drops of rain as the fall, and cascade  on my window pain. A 3D lowry, moves before me distorted by the rivulets, of the pitter  patter.
Children playing, laughing loudly , socks wet through - displaying proudly,  As they splish and splatter,  in the pitter patter. Parents argue,  Postmen cycle,  Market traders,  chitter chatter,  
about the cost of rent and the things that matter .      
Watching couples drink their latte’s, In the coffee houses. Barely speaking, as they twitter . About the pitter, patter          
Brake lights flashing, tyres screeching,  Impatient drivers, tap,tap, tapping,  two fingered preaching
Gorgeous girls, with wet hair flying.   Pretty summer dresses – and stilettos,  Death - defying
As they struggle through the pot holes,  and the cracks in the road, Spider webs of mascara, their beauty unfolds.
People barging, Zig-zag movements, Ants in raincoats, shopping, for home improvements
Everyone's too busy it would seem. To watch the orange & the red, race the violet, blue and green, In the rainbow overhead, Sparkles in the sky.  I’m glad I sit here,  contemplating , people watching, 
and my only expectation, is they stroke my fur, and treat me kind. Life’s just perfect…

Its crazy how I feel,   its crazy just how much I miss  you, but I do.
Text and mails infrequently, cant replace the need in me,  for you,  its true.
Years in time and miles apart , days feel long & the black night fill my heart.
How  are you my love. Have you woke up feeling happy or feeling blue?  I miss you.
At the weekend lets stay in bed all day, dunk biscuits in our tea and play, play, play,  in the hay, all day. How  are you my love,  have you woke up feeling happy or feeling blue,  I miss you.
Farewells from trains & doorsteps,  prising your lips with forceps from heart, when we part.
Then back to work with familiar faces, an  inbox full and a calendar running my life.
Emails falling like raindrops, warn you of a storm that’s coming your way,  today.
But someone’s heard my SOS  it’s a message from you and its on my desk – top.
It says -“missing you,  see you soon,   think of me at the height of gloom and I’ll be there, for you”
I love your smile  and the wrinkle in your nose,  I love your smell and I think I’ll propose,  to be  with  you,  Forever,   forever,   forever

You know she gets me, In every way. You know she gets me, night & day.   
You know she gets me,  that’s all I can say.
Have you ever been close to someone who can tell you all their secrets? And not be scared, jealous or sad, angry or defeated.  Have you ever felt calm to your soul, desired and adored?
Unworried, still happy, not watching your back, even when you feel ignored.
Have you ever talked to someone who listens so intently,  touching your soul without saying a word, just eyes that burn so brightly?
You know she gets me, In every way. You know she gets me, night & day.   
You know she gets me,  that’s all I can say.
Have you ever made love to someone, where your bodies are entwined. But closer than your touching electric skin  is your wants and fears and minds?   whoa oh oh                     
You know she gets me, In every way. You know she gets me, night & day.   
You know she gets me,  that’s all I can say.
When I looked for the one, nothing came along, but then I stopped… and the butterflies and the birds and the bees sang their song, in the summer breeze, all night long.
And she does it automatically, all the things that you want. And all the things you do, are all the things she   dreamed. Sensual and raw…. and more

Why wait until I’m 6ft under, to tell me what I mean to you. I’m no wizard or TV mind reader, to know how you really feel. Coz  my ears will be full of dirt, my heart will have melted away, I’ll have no teeth to smile, And no strength, in my arms,  to hug you….
So tell me son, am I a loving father, that keeps you safe & sound? You are  the apple of my eye & keep my feet on solid ground.  But do I give you confidence? Do I make big problems seem small?
Was I ever,  your hero?  But most of all – do you feel love?….
So tell me friend am  I a trusted soldier, you can call on at anytime? You are my saviour, my comic, my shrink, my drinking partner in crime?  But am I  there for you?  Can you turn to me when your down?  Am I strong & true?  But most of all – can you count on me…?
So tell me lover, am I a good man, that makes you feel happy & adored?  You make me smile, make me feel good, you mean the world to me.  But do I make you warm?  Do I make you feel sexy?  Do I make you believe in you?  But most of all, do you feel loved…?
So why wait until your 6ft under,, So why wait until your 6ft under,……….  Tell it like it is 

Tell me all your secrets, tell me all your lies
Tell me why your river, still runs dry .
No fishing boats or waterfalls,graceful swans don’t glide
Butterflies, flutter by, to the other side.
Feel the rays of sunshine   pouring at your skin
Melt away the scars of life,  let me,in.
I can shore your riverbank be your flood defence
Hold you tight against the current, you know it makes sense.
As you meander through the pastureland, gaining strength as you go
Gravity and belief in me, is all you need,  to know

Its hard to believe when the sun is high that some people are cold and the world passes by, walking the streets, only a shadow for a friend.
Old people shuffling their children long gone, the young are too busy fighting the throng, to give them a smile, or ask, if they’re ok, today
Husbands & wives who left others yesterday, red eyed zombies, don’t know what to say, taking their kids to school crying all the way.
A jobless man, middle aged and speechless, takes another drink, regretting his weakness, as he stares at the wall, wondering how to pay the bills.
Sometimes life can be cruel and lonely, fighting a war with just you and you only,
No bullet proof vest or general to guide you home.
So if you see a soldier or a red eyed zombie, and old man lost in the aisles of sainsburys, give them a smile, and ask if they’re alright. Ask if they’re alright.
In case one day its you