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