| Let us forget any sadness
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| Together tonight
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| Pour me some wine
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| Turn off the light
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| And look at the view from your balcony
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| London through your eyes
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| No one but you to keep me company
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| Twenty floors up a high-rise
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| In a romance of the old school
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| If you lived in this tower block
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| You’d be a victim of the system
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| A subject for punk rock
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| But look at the view from your balcony
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| The sunset is searing the sky
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| And how proudly you are pointing out to me
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| London through your eyes
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| How like a prince in a castle
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| Viewing dominions below
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| Telling me now in a whisper
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| Something I needed to know
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| And look at the view from your balcony
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| London through your eyes
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| No one but you to keep me company
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| Twenty floors up a high-rise |