London

My train pulled in to Waterloo
I found myself wishing you
Were here with me in London
Standing on the river Thames
Taking photographs of Parliament
And old Big Ben was ringing
You know it’s everything that I imagined it would be I had no idea that it would feel this empty
Where are you tonight
While I stand here and cry
Watching double-decker buses pass me by And to tell you the truth
It’s all that I can do To keep from jumping a plane that’s headed home
To you
I took a stroll down Abbey Road
Tried to peak inside the studio’s
And somewhere along the way I bought you flowers
And a pocket map of the Underground
Cause You and I both know I get turned around
I’m so lost without you
Though it’s everything that I imagined it would be I had no idea that it would feel this empty
Chorus
Six long nights and seven days I’ll cross the pond back to the states
I can’t wait
Where are you tonight while I stand here and cry
Watching all the black umbrellas pass me by And to tell you the truth it’s all that I can do To keep from jumping on a plane headed home
So I’m jumping on a plane headed home to you