The Clientele
On A Summer Trail
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