Finchley Road

When I see the summer rain, I wanna run and see you praying These tears, tell me, there's no way, down on Finchley Road The day is done, he took his gun, his body is old, but nevermind There's nothing he can call his own, and the night is cold, down on Finchley Road I saw him when he laid down, a frozen love and a golden crown The sun went down, and the crowd went home, down on Finchley Road Now, I'm sure, I know his name, oh but I don't feel the same Tell me all that may you know, all about Finchley road Nobody knows, how he feels, he lives his life pinned on wheels He knows, he must keep on the show, as the shaman of Finchley road