Long way home
On the highway bridge
When the fawn tree leaves
are falling down on me
Passing an old phone booth
Drifting within my mind
Tipping the painful truth
You are no longer mine
Here it goes again
Like London in the rain
Tears keep dropping down in vain
Like London in the rain
Almost there
Down the alley track
Nearly feel your lips
Running down my neck
So I get home by eight
Lighting a cigarette
I am an empty street
Leaving it all to waste
Here it goes again
Like London in the rain
Tears keep dropping down in vain
Like London in the rain
Like London in the rain
Thoughts keep driving me insane
Like London in the rain