London

I miss summer in London Cycling in Hyde Park Under Oak tree, where you said Wish we'd stay forever like this But we ended in late January With my tears engraved on a pillow It was then that I knew I'd still love you Even on the coldest rainiest days I miss London She's calling us I miss London She's calling us, calling us, calling us I miss summer in London Rowing on Serpentine On the boat, while feeding swans Wish you'd stay forever with me But we ended in late January With my tears engraved on a letter It was then that I knew I'd still love you Even on the coldest rainiest days I miss London She's calling us I miss London She's calling us, calling us, calling us Take me back to 2nd of July Where my head rested on your shoulder Can't we relive the moment in time Just like a film reel all on replay Basking in the British summertime Hearing horses trotting on broad track Walking with crowds in busy Knightsbridge Just like a film reel all on replay I miss London She's calling us, calling us, calling us I miss London She's calling us, calling us, calling us We'll be back soon, but in another lifetime