Do you remember the way it used to be?June to September in a cottage by the seaDistant cousins local kids, we climbed
every tree togetherAnd it never ever rained 'til we got back on the train that would take us so far awayfrom the village and
the bayAnd the summerhouse where we found new games to playDo you remember sunday lunch on the lawn?Daring escapes at midn
ight and costumeless bathes at dawnYou were only nine years old, I was barely tenIt's kind of weird to be back here againDo
you remember?The SummerhouseMy SummerhouseOur Summerhouse