Frankie Come Home

Born with a bad case of double vision
The streets in the East never knew what hit 'em
Gonna burn out bright
We never run from the flashing lights

A face to the cops and the politicians
A face of disgrace on your television
Gonna burn out bright
We never run from the flashing lights

This is a love song for broken hands and hearts
This is the story of how we came apart

'Cause the East End lights are shining bright tonight
Oh Frankie come home
And the city keeps our secrets locked inside
Oh Frankie come home
on a night like this I need you by my side
So I'll leave on a light

Born in the East with your motor running
Out on the tracks never saw it coming
You were burning bright
You never ran to the flashing lights

Slipped off the edge in a single motion
A ship set adrift in a stormy ocean
You were burning bright
You never ran to the flashing lights

This is a love song for broken hands and hearts
This is the story of how we came apart

Yeah the West End lights all shine for you tonight
Oh Frankie come home