Ace of Base - Cruel Summer

Hot summer streets and the pavements are burning I sit around Trying to smile, but the air is so heavy and dry Strange voices are saying (ah, what did they say?) Things I can't understand It's too close for comfort, this heat has got Right out of hand It's a cruel, (cruel) cruel summer Leaving me here on my own It's a cruel, (it's a cruel) cruel summer Now you're gone You're not the only one It..

2010.05.06