Mother Silverlake - Doves

I am a summer on an English lake

Full of sorrow, full of grace

Yeah, I remember in a childhood dream

Just want my mother looking down and watching over me

I just want my mother smiling over me

Hey, hey, hey

Winter season turns to rain

Winter season turns to rain

Winter season turns to rain

Winter season turns to rain

I’m not bad

I just want

To be loved

I believe, I believe, I believe

That we will meet again

Just know there’s a reason to love life again

Ever since I was young I’ve been trying to communicate

It’s just my words, they just came out way too late

Just out of reach a parting of the waves

A summer breeze that’s full of want and full of ache

There is nothing here to be gained

No one sitting here will be saved

Winter season turns to rain

Winter season turns to rain

Winter season turns to rain

Winter season turns to rain

Am I bad

To just want

To be loved?

I believe, I believe, I believe

That we will meet again

Just a feeling to reason to love again

I believe, I believe, I believe

That we will meet again

Just a feeling to reason to love again