You Never See the Sun

You never see the sun come out in our town
You never see a gap between the clouds
I’d be happy in a place like this
Now I see what I have always missed
Here, the only things that move are the trees!
Here, the heather reaches up to my knees!
Here, I might meet a handsome country lad
He might be very hard to please!
Should I be so scantily clad?
Never want to see another town again
Never want to wake up to the rain
We could move back to the cottage down there
Go to dances and have straw in our hair!
Ooh, I wish I had seen this before!
Ooh, nothing could have suited me more!
Here, I could stay and sun myself to sleep
Yes, now I see what summer’s for!
If only there was slightly less sheep
Here, the village lads swim bare in the brook!
Ooh, I wonder if they’d mind if I’d look
Here, lovers come a’courting in the hay
I wonder what they really do!
If only they’d include me too…