| London knows me in a way that nowhere else does
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| Sees me at my strongest, and when I’m lost
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| London shows me who I am and who I once was
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| When my head and heart both have their wires crossed
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| London, hold me as I’m coming down from this high
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| He’s all I’ve ever known, but then again I won’t deny that
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| This has heralded a shift within me during this time
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| What I have come to find is that no matter what I might have to leave behind
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| There’s growth in falling apart, there’s laughter between the darker moments,
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| romance in the loneliness
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| There’s hope in this broken heart, dancing amidst the disaster of it all
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| Crumbling then crawling back to who I was before
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| I’m crying out for the cure
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| I awake each day to feel the weight of the change
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| Heavy on my chest, and try to embrace it
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| As I make my way toward the underground train
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| Swear I see his face amongst all these strangers
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| Love is a ruthless thing, but it won’t dare to render me unless
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| Bruises show resilience, let brilliance override and agony subside
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| There’s growth in falling apart, there’s laughter between the darker moments,
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| romance in the loneliness
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| There’s hope in this broken heart, dancing amidst the disaster of it all
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| Crumbling then crawling back to who I was before
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| I’m crying out for the cure
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| Maybe I’m okay without your advice
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| Guess that our old ways are no longer right
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| I’m missing you like mad, no I don’t need to think twice
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| But there’s more to this limited life than hoping you’ll leave on the light
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| There’s growth in falling apart, there’s laughter between the darker moments,
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| romance in the loneliness
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| There’s hope in this broken heart, dancing amidst the disaster of it all
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| Crumbling then crawling back to who I was before
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| I’m crying out for the cure |