A Summer Song

Here's one for the vaults that I heard today for the first time in years. It made me think of warm sunny days and brought a smile to my face.

Here comes Brenda
Brenda Holiday
Through she hasn't that much to say

She knows where the rain goes
She brakes, she brakes for rainbows

Fly Brenda
Fly Brenda

Window in the weather
Flowers in her hair
Footprints on the ceiling
How did they get there?

She knows where the rain goes
She brakes, she brakes for rainbows

I won't get hung up on the fact it's dedicated to a dead guy. Happy *and* sad ... isn't that the best?