Were you there in Weston-Super-Mare
On a rollercoaster ride above the sands at low tide?
And over cream tea, did I have your sympathy?
Or were you longing to be free?
The way I feel when you're with me
The seagulls still cry
They saw our love die
And the pier bar where we drank is closed
As the storm out at sea and in my heart still grows
And the ghost train where I touched you up
When you said of me you'd never get enough
Yet, in your life story, I'm just a sentence long
The summer love that was so terribly wrong
And we sent postcards to home
As we sheltered in the cove
I long to hold your hand again
In Weston in the rain
In Weston in the rain
Bingo and chips and hats with `kiss-me-quick'
We saw the cargo ships, thought we could stowaway
It took so long to save for that first weekend away
I think of you and smile today
Though the time and place has changed
The seagulls still cry
They saw our love die
And the guest house now is boarded up
Where we once stayed, slept, fell in love
And we laughed and found it strange
The enormous tidal range
Will we build castles from this sand again
Or are the tides and currents of our lives now far too changed
The Bristol Channel all in storm
Conjures you and keeps me warm
I long to hold your hand again
In Weston in the rain
In Weston in the rain
by Bitito
On a rollercoaster ride above the sands at low tide?
And over cream tea, did I have your sympathy?
Or were you longing to be free?
The way I feel when you're with me
The seagulls still cry
They saw our love die
And the pier bar where we drank is closed
As the storm out at sea and in my heart still grows
And the ghost train where I touched you up
When you said of me you'd never get enough
Yet, in your life story, I'm just a sentence long
The summer love that was so terribly wrong
And we sent postcards to home
As we sheltered in the cove
I long to hold your hand again
In Weston in the rain
In Weston in the rain
Bingo and chips and hats with `kiss-me-quick'
We saw the cargo ships, thought we could stowaway
It took so long to save for that first weekend away
I think of you and smile today
Though the time and place has changed
The seagulls still cry
They saw our love die
And the guest house now is boarded up
Where we once stayed, slept, fell in love
And we laughed and found it strange
The enormous tidal range
Will we build castles from this sand again
Or are the tides and currents of our lives now far too changed
The Bristol Channel all in storm
Conjures you and keeps me warm
I long to hold your hand again
In Weston in the rain
In Weston in the rain
by Bitito