When the Lights Go Out in London Songtext
von The Charlatans
When the Lights Go Out in London Songtext
For all of us, the world is a hound
For all others, there′s never a frown
To the leaders who try as they might
Dabble, dabble here as high as the night
Whoa, oh
When the lights go out in London
The crowds will disappear
I'll be there for your tomorrows tonight
I look into the eyes of a man in this barren land
I look to my sweetie and say quietly, "Hold my hand"
In our hearts we...
We know what we like in this battle scene
Please be sweet and be bright
When the lights go out in London
The crown will disappear
I′ll be there for your tomorrows tonight
I look into the eyes of a man in this barren land
I look to my sweetie and say quietly, "Hold my hand"
For all of us, the world is a hound
For all others, there's never a frown
To the leaders who try as they might
Hug me to sleep as I die in the night
When the lights go out in London
The crowds will disappear
I'll be there for your tomorrows tonight
I look into the eyes of a man in this barren land
I look to my sweetie and say quietly, "Hold my hand"
Take my hand now
Take my hand now
Take my hand now
In this barren land
Take my hand now
Take my hand now
Take my hand now
In this barren land
For all others, there′s never a frown
To the leaders who try as they might
Dabble, dabble here as high as the night
Whoa, oh
When the lights go out in London
The crowds will disappear
I'll be there for your tomorrows tonight
I look into the eyes of a man in this barren land
I look to my sweetie and say quietly, "Hold my hand"
In our hearts we...
We know what we like in this battle scene
Please be sweet and be bright
When the lights go out in London
The crown will disappear
I′ll be there for your tomorrows tonight
I look into the eyes of a man in this barren land
I look to my sweetie and say quietly, "Hold my hand"
For all of us, the world is a hound
For all others, there's never a frown
To the leaders who try as they might
Hug me to sleep as I die in the night
When the lights go out in London
The crowds will disappear
I'll be there for your tomorrows tonight
I look into the eyes of a man in this barren land
I look to my sweetie and say quietly, "Hold my hand"
Take my hand now
Take my hand now
Take my hand now
In this barren land
Take my hand now
Take my hand now
Take my hand now
In this barren land
Writer(s): Martin Blunt, Mark Collins, Timothy Burgess, Anthony Rogers, Jon Brookes Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com