On a Summer Trail - The Clientele

On a summer trail, cross and carriages

The pylons hum as the planes make clouds

Where the birch trees grow, walk with me, my dark-eyed girl

And I will kiss you twice, I will kiss your lips and

We can walk a while

On a summer trail

We can walk a while

Through the long grass and sunlight

Down a summer trail, now comes the pale blue night

And August blurs on the cornfield’s verge

Will you walk with me, down where the birches grow?

And we can walk a while, we can walk a while

We can walk a while

On a summer trail

We can walk a while

In the long grass and sunlight

Watch the carnival go by

We can walk a while

On a summer trail

We can walk a while

In the long grass and sunlight

We can walk a while

On a summer trail

We can walk a while

We can walk a while

On a summer trail