My train pulled in to Waterloo, found myself wisin’ you were here with me. In London Standin’ on the river Thames takin’ photographs of Parliament and old Big Ben is ringin’ You know, it’s everything that I imagined it would be, I had no idea that it would feel so 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 jumpin’ on a plane that's headed home, to you
I took a stroll down Abbey Road, tried to peek inside the studios. And somewhere along they way, I bought you flowers. And a parking 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 to idea that it would feel so 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 jumpin’ on a plane that's headed home
Six long nights and seven days, across 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 To tell you the truth, it’s all that I can do. To keep from jumpin’ on a plane that's headed home So I’m jumpin’ on a plane, headed home. To youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
