The Bates

Summer without rain



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)