London

you write me letters from a runaway train
i sit in bed and fold you origami cranes
wished that i'd fly away and become the rain
to kiss your cheeks and help keep you sane

hello, goodbye, London
will i ever see your face again?
i've got a first-class ticket on my paper plane
and a bottle of wine to while away the days

i kept your smile in my heart like a secret
said that i loved you and hoped you'd believe it
i climbed into my spaceship rocket
but it's got a three-pin plug and i can't find a socket

hello, goodbye, London
will i ever see your face again?
i've got a first-class ticket on my paper plane
and i know i'm more than just a plain ol' Jane

i lay in bed and tossed around and round
see, i tried to get lost 'cause i like being found
but you've turned on the TV and muted the sound
and my clock has stopped and it's not yet rewound

hello, goodbye, London
will i ever see your face again?
i've got a first-class ticket on my paper plane
but i think i'll just take the long country lane

please wait for me, London
please wait for me, London
please wait, please wait, please
because i'm coming, yes i'm coming,
London, i promise
i'll soon be coming home.


a/n: so this is what they call wanderlust