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 a ascending again
And I've nothing but you 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.
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