eddi reader sings "kiteflyer's hill"

This is about a place in London called Kiteflyer's Hill where I used to go and spend hours going "When is he coming back? When is he coming back?" So this is another one dedicated to that guy ... who I've got over. But this is "Kiteflyer's Hill." It's a beautiful song written by a guy called Martin Evan, actually, for me.

Boo Hewerdine, Thomas Dolby, thank you very much for inviting me. It's been a blessing singing for you. Thank you very much.

Do you remember when we used to go

up to Kiteflyer's Hill?

Those summer nights, so still

with all of the city beneath us

and all of our lives ahead

before cruel and foolish words

were cruelly and foolishly said

Some nights I think of you

and then I go up

on Kiteflyer's Hill

wrapped up against the winter chill

And somewhere in the city beneath me

you lie asleep in your bed

and I wonder if ever just briefly

do I creep in your dreams now and then

Where are you now?

My wild summer love

Where are you now?

Have the years been kind?

And do you think of me sometimes

up on Kiteflyer's Hill?

Oh, I pray you one day will

We won't say a word

We won't need them

Sometimes silence is best

We'll just stand in the still of the evening

and whisper farewell to loneliness

Where are you now?

My wild summer love

Where are you now?

Do you think of me sometimes?

And do you ever make that climb?

Where are you now?

My wild summer love

Where are you now?

Have the years been kind?

And do you ever make that climb

up on Kiteflyer's Hill? Kiteflyer's ... 

[French]

Where are you? Where are you now?

Where are you now?

Kiteflyer's ... 

(Applause)

Gracias. Thank you very much.