London

They were shepherds who lived here

Lonely men in their shirtsleeves

They woke under lemon trees

And their daughters brought them salt, wine and honey

London, I lost you

Where have you been

You’re under the weather and under my skin

London, I lost you

Where have you gone

Don’t let it rain on your only son

Those were some cavalier nights, dear

German girls in the small Square

Turning pages of Baudelaire

I swear to God there’s a fire in me somewhere

London, I lost you

So heavy the rose

So ragged the lion, so hungry the crows

I was your poor boy

You were my sin

The last time I saw you, your arms were so thin

See, I’m of a nation

Snowblind and belled

With lakes like a hand reaching out to be held

London, I lost you

Where have you gone

Don’t let it rain on your only son