
Date of issue: 31.12.2007
Song language: English
London Rain |
It’s funny how the smile in your eyes |
Is slowly fading with the last days in July |
The year is drowning like the calendar grows thin |
You’ll sail away again with your back against the wind |
And when the cold wind blows, you’re gone |
And I will hold my head again |
But you can’t run from the truth |
Of oooh the London rain |
Please send me beaches when my world is cold and weak |
And press me flowers in the pages of the diaries you keep |
It still won’t fill the spot beside me in the bed where you sleep |
As the calendar repeats |
And when the cold wind blows, you’re gone |
And I will hold my head again |
But you can’t run from the truth |
Of oooh the London rain |
Yeah, just say it like you mean it |
A last look of summer on your face |
I swear I believe that |
That someday you will stay |
I can’t take or leave it |
I’ll take it anywhere with you |
I’ll take it anywhere |
And when the cold wind blows, you’re gone |
And I will hold my head again |
But you can’t run from the truth |
Of oooh the London rai |