London

I've been on an endless chase Painting a mental picture of waiting for the bus in May On the highstreet Everything in uppercase Screaming, shouting in the park 'til lights out White Ladder in the Ford Escape It still reminds me November always puts me in a place I know we've lived a couple lives since then You know I wouldn't change anything But I'm in my room and I'm in my head And I know It's somewhere I can never find It's grainy and it's black and white And I can't seem to get the focus right But I go back to London in my mind I don't remember the rain Don't remember the early mornings Just talking shit on crowded trains, killing time And weekend trips to Portobello I don't mean to get all sentimental But this feeling's getting harder to define I know we've lived a couple lives since then You know I wouldn't change anything But I'm in my room and I'm in my head And I know It's somewhere I can never find It's grainy and it's black and white And I can't seem to get the focus right But I go back to London in my mind I know they say that nothing's quite as sweet the second time But I can't let it go The more I grow the less I know And baby everything looks better in a dying light I know we've lived a couple lives since then You know I wouldn't change anything But I'm in my room and I'm in my head And I know It's somewhere I can never find It's grainy and it's black and white And I can't seem to get the focus right But I go back to London in my mind