Fields of fire that passed the train
The sky is victorious but [bad word] the rain
Friday is taking me home again,
And I've nothing but you on my mind.

Grass is greener without the pain,
I think that I'm changing but I'm just the same
My sun is ascending again
And I've nothing but you on my mind

Life's a riot a lover a friend,
Pity the day that it has to end
 [bad word] speed me home again,
I've nothing but you on my mind.

Sometimes I feel like I'm fine on my own,
Fifty thousand miles from home.
Sometimes I'm weak and the past is my guide,
Summer returns and puts you back on my mind

Sometimes I feel like I'm glad to be free,
Sometimes I still want your arms around me
Sometimes I'm glad to have left you behind,
The crazy english summer has put you back on my mind.