London Crawling

I'll call you up from a phone box

Your light is on it's 3 o' clock

We'll go for a drive with the radio on

And you'll come alive to a forgotten song

London crawling

Through the sodium glow

Just like lovers again

Slipping between the sheets of dirty rain

London crawling

Through the sodium glow

Just like lovers again

Slipping between the sheets of dirty rain

Under the cover of the narcotic night

The streaming colors of the traffic lights

The two of us dreading the end

Burning our money in a basement

London crawling

Through the sodium glow

Just like lovers again

Slipping between the sheets of dirty rain

Sunday morning

And I don't want to go

Back to my single bed

To be lying alone out of my head

Don't stop at the lights

There's no one else coming

London crawling

Through the sodium glow

Just like lovers again

Slipping between the sheets of dirty rain

Sunday morning

And I don't want to go

Back to my single bed

To be lying alone out of my head