Sunday in London

The worries fly like the Coney Island Cyclone in my mind

And though I try, I can't help but to think about that

East Coast step

And that West Coast smile

That drive me up a wall

Every once and a little while

But it's Sunday in London

And I don't know where I'm supposed to be

They keep running, but you are

The only one I see

The only one I see

I lie in bed and let the fireworks go off inside my head

And do my best trying not to lie and think about that

East Coast step

And that West Coast smile

That drive me up the wall

Every once and a little while

But it's Sunday in London

And I don't know where I'm supposed to be

They keep running, but you are

The only one I see

And I've heard it all before

You've said it a million times

But I just can't seem

To get you off my mind

(Solo)

And I've heard it all before

You've said it a million times

But I just can't seem

To get you off my mind

But it's Sunday in London

And I don't know where I'm supposed to be

They keep running, but you are

The only one I-

Sunday in London

And I don't know where I'm supposed to be

They keep running, but you are

The only one I-

Sunday in London

And I don't know where I'm supposed to be

They keep running, but you are

The only one I see