Bart Davenport summer in her hair

I barely know her
But when I touch her shoulder
There's a warmth there that lingers
Like the summer in her hair that lingers
With the winter in mind
Gentle as the breezes that carry me home
Heavy as my heart that sinks like stone
I know it ain't wrong
I know, it ain't wrong
After party at the station
We struck up a conversation
I was telling her all about England
On my mind it's always there in England
Lost in Leicester Square
mhmmmmmmmm
I'll be going back to London
With a fistful of sunlight
Hand it out for free up in Willesden
Hand it out for 50 P in Hampstead
Spread it all across the Heath
mhmmmmmmmm
Gentle as the breeze's that carry me home
Heavy as my heart that sinks like a stone
I know it ain't wrong
I know, it ain't wrong
mhmmmmmmmm
mhmmmmm
mhmmmmmmmmmmmm
Tomorrow's lips will say
They want to be kissed today
So in my passenger seat she may linger
Like a song that can't forget the singer
Singing things I dare not say
mmmmmmm