My train pulled in to Waterloo
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I found myself wishing you
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Were here with me in London
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Standing on the river Thames
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Taking photographs of Parliament
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And old Big Ben was ringing
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You know it's everything that I imagined it would be
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I had no idea that it would feel this empty
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Where are you tonight
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While I stand here and cry
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Watching double-decker buses pass me by
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And to tell you the truth
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It's all that I can do
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To keep from jumping a plane that's headed home
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To you
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I took a stroll down Abbey Road
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Tried to peak inside the studio's
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And somewhere along the way I bought you flowers
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And a pocket map of the Underground
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Cause You and I both know I get turned around
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I'm so lost without you
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Though it's everything that I imagined it would be
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I had no idea that it would feel this empty
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Chorus
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6 long nights and seven days I'll cross the pond back to the states
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I can't wait
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Where are you tonight while I stand here and cry
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Watching all the black umbrellas pass me by
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And to tell you the truth it's all that I can do
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To keep from jumping on a plane headed home
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So I'm jumping on a plane headed home to you
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London
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Brandon Heath |