The worries fly
Like the Coney Island cyclone in my mind
And though I try
I can't help but to think about that
East coast step
And that west coast smile
That drive me up a wall
Every once and a little while
But it's Sunday in London and
I don't know
Where I'm supposed to be
They keep running
But you are, the only one I see
The only one I see
Lie in bed and
Let the fireworks go off inside my head
And do my best
Trying not to lie and think about that
East coast step
And that west coast smile
That drive me up a wall
Every once and a little while
But it's Sunday in London and
I don't know
Where I'm supposed to be
They keep running
But you are, the only one I see
And I've heard it all before
You said it a million times
But I just can't seem
To get you off my mind
And I've heard it all before
You said it a million times
But I just can't seem
To get you off my mind
But it's Sunday in London and
I don't know
Where I'm supposed to be
They keep running
But you are, the only one I-
Sunday in London and
I don't know
Where I'm supposed to be
They keep running
But you are, the only one I-
Sunday in London and
I don't know
Where I'm supposed to be
They keep running
But you are, the only one I see
