Do you remember summer days
Just after summer rain?
When all the air was damp and warm
In the green of country lanes?

And the breeze would touch your hair,
Kiss your face, and make you care
About your world,
Your summer world.
And we would count the evening stars
As the day grew dark in Beechwood Park.

Do you remember golden days
And golden summer sun?
The sound of laughter in our ears
In the breeze as we would run?

Oh, roads in my mind
Take me back in my mind.
And I can’t forget you,
Won’t forget you,
Won’t forget those days
And Beechwood Park.