No love In London Lights

City lights in London town, bedlam without rest
Times always ticking, cocaine in each breathe
Leaning on the steel rail, these days they seem so long
Don’t think I’ve failed to notice the winter since youve gone

I wait for my coffee, my early paper read
Hoping for some comfort in chocolate starbuck dreams
The cities stirring now, the trees alive with may
But through these footsteps, through the madness my passion starts to fade
Suited with a coffee, I realise I’m just a face amongst a train
Suited fools with a lonely hearts, the losers in lifes game

Stepping from the train, barely even six
Faces grim with rain and wind looking for a fix
Pubs, Bars and cities lights quaking to a start
Beaming through the darkness, the London deep at heart
No, not for me, no afternoon drink, no manic teatime rush
Is drowning out my sorrows of being blue in love

Wander tired along the pave to weeping tower blocks
Home sweet home they say
that’s a load of bollucks
See its cold and every inch within this space
Memories and notions, reminders of your face
It’s way past eleven but the radios on loud
I’ve put on Coldplay for you; I thought I’d make you proud
I wish id appreciated the times you’d sung to me at night
You lie with me, sing fix you, and hold me warm and tight

Dead on a bed now, nothing but a wine fuelled lullaby
Tears nervously fall;
they’ve done so well to hide
In one half of a bed, in a one half of a home
Another night in London, another night alone