Summer's Over - Sheena Easton

And she walks by the sea

And she’s always alone

She knows that it’s strange

Staying out in the rain

But there’s no one at home

So she kicks up the sand

And stares at the waves

She waits for the sun

And the people who come

With the hot summer days

Easy to remember

In a late September

But nobody told her

That the summer’s over

All those hot summer nights

She would sleep on the beach

Nights full of joy

When those young summer boys

Were never far from her reach