Tina Dickow London
I'm flying over london on a cold november night
The river snakes across the vast ocean of electric
lights
Fast and weightless like this marvel in the sky
The young and restless skateboarding the dark beneath
the closing london eye
I'm flying over london looking down at busy streets
I scout to find a few familiar places looking up at me
Seven years since i first stepped of off this plane
And still this city doesn't know my stories or my
dreams or my first name
Someday i have to say goodbye
To the city that showed me, awoke me and broke me
Someday i have to say goodbye to london
Yeah, london
I'm pressed against the window, my forehead cold and
numb
As i search through blurred memories to trace the woman
i've become
Between saint mark, brick lane and eve's market café
I found myself in pieces, took what i could carry and i
threw the rest away
I'm flying over london on a cold november night
Unlit parks like bullet wounds on the blanket of
electric lights
The city is a living creature on it's own
And we all push like blood through it's veins, so close
together, so alone
Someday i have to say goodbye
To the city that thrilled me and build me and killed me
Someday i have to say goodbye to london
Someday i have to say goodbye
To the city that moved me and soothed me, confused me
Someday i have to say goodbye to london
Yeah, london
