(Leo Sayer / David Courtney) I'm leaving the smog below me now I'm leaving my troubles on the ground I'm watching those smokestacks just blaze away The sky will be blue never grey The future is filled with wasted time I can't see the road I'm going blind I'm laughing at all of my future plans Shining like gold in my hand Isn't it funny how you reach me You know exactly what I'm thinking You're always helping me from sinking It's your way Hello, this is London calling Is my flight due Hello, Is there someway I can reach you Isn't it funny when you call me You call me up while I'm sleeping You're always helping me from sinking It's your way Now this is the end of all my dreams The drumming has stopped behind my ears There's no looking back 'Cos I'm too far away I'm shaking like mad in a daze Then out of the night you join me here The people around me, they disappear And I hear your voice and you speak to my eyes And every thing comes alive Isn't it funny how you read me You know exactly what I'm thinking You're always helping me from sinking It's your own way, it's your way, it's your way Hello, this is London calling Is my flight due Hello, Is there someway I can reach you I said Hello, Hello, this is London calling Is my flight due Hello, Hello, Is there someway I can reach you Isn't it funny how you reach me You call me up when I am sleeping You're always helping me from sinking It's your way It's your way It's your wayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
