London, London (Acústico) Songtext
von Paulo Ricardo

I′m wandering 'round and ′round, nowhere to go
I'm lonely in London, London is lovely so
I cross the streets without fear, everybody keeps the way clear
I know, I know, no one here to say hello
I know they keep the way clear, I am lonely in London without fear
I'm wandering ′round and ′round here, nowhere to go

While my eyes go looking for flying saucers in the sky
Yes, my eyes go looking for flying saucers in the sky
Yeah, alright


Oh, Sunday, Monday, Autumn pass by me
And people hurry on so peacefully
A group approach the policeman, he seems so pleased to please them
It's good at least to live, I agree
He seemed so pleased at least, and it′s so good to live in peace
Sunday, Monday, years, I agree

While my eyes go looking for flying saucers in the sky
Yes, my eyes go looking for flying saucers in the sky
Woo, yeah

I choose no face to look at, I choose no way, no way
I just happen to be here and it's okay, hey
Green grass, blue eyes, gray sky, God bless, silent, pain and happiness
I came around to say yes, and I say
Green grass, blue eyes, gray sky, God bless, silent, pain and happiness
I came around to say yes, and I say

Say, my eyes go looking for flying saucers in the sky
While my eyes go looking for flying saucers in the sky