Little Blonde Plaits - Chris Rea

Sweet September, I remember

Eyes of August deepest blue

While the lazy town was sleeping

Strangest love that I ever knew

Feel the wind blow, see the shadows

Kiss the breeze of a sudden shore

Of my life's loves and fascinations

The only one who left me wanting more

Little blonde plaits

Drink to you love, drink to me love

Sun burned feet on a dusty track

Evening waves that turned in twilight

Caught forever those little blonde plaits