Bananarama - Cruel Summer '89 lyrics

Hot summer streets And the pavements are burning I sit around Trying to smile But the air is so heavy and dry Strange voices are saying What did they say Things I can't understand It's too close for comfort This heat has got right out of hand (chorus) It's a cruel, cruel summer Leaving me here on my own It's a cruel, cruel summer Now you've gone The city is crowded My friends are away And I'm on my own It's too hot to handle So I got to get up and go (chorus) You're not the only one (chorus) (Cruel Summer 89 only) Who can I find while I'm trapped Here inside these four walls (chorus ad lib)