The Beat of Your Drum Songtext
von Gregor McEwan

Birds sing in the trees
Kids play in the streets
Let′s go to the beach
Where the water is deep

I can feel the heat
Let's just taste and eat
What′s bitter and sweet
Like your skin and your cheeks

Oh summertime come
To the beat of your drum
In the heat of the sun
There's no need to run


You still shine so strong
Oh my gosh what went wrong
Saint Peter come on
Where have you gone?
Where have you gone?

It's hopeless so I hope less
On a road that′s roadless
Receivers receive us
Some are gone summerlong
It′s hopeless so I hope less
On a road that's roadless
Receivers receive us
Some are gone summerlong
It′s hopeless so I hope less
On a road that's roadless
Receivers receive us
Some are gone summerlong
Summerlo-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-ng


When fall comes along
And winter is done
Then spring is long gone
Summer has sprung