The Bates

Summer Without Rain

The Bates


Lots of flowers 
in your eyes 
your wrist don't reached me 
some sort of sleeping
like a ruin
how beautiful for me 

but it´s all in vain
No kind of singels
do you feel the last time for me
A SUMMER WITHOUT RAIN 

Days passing by like clouds 
your sweat still stand on the skin 
and it smells so sweet 
in the last time for me 

Summer without rain 
no kind of singels
do you feel the last time for me
LIKE A SUMMER WITHOUT RAIN 
(Instrumental)