London Crawling

i'll call you up from a phone box your light is on it's 3 o'clock we'll go for a drive with the radio on and you'll come aive to a forgotten song londen crawling through the sodium glow just like lovers again slipping between the sheets of dirty rain londen crawling through the sodium glow just like lovers again slipping between the sheets of dirty rain under the cover of the narcotic night the streaming colours of the traffic lights the tow of us dreading the end burning our money in a basement london crawling through the sodium glow just like lovers again slipping between the sheets of dirty rain sunday morning and i don't want to go back to my single bed to be lying alone out of my head don't stop at the lights there's no one else coming london crawling through the sodium glow just like lovers again slipping between the sheets of dirty rain sunday morning and i don't want to go back to my single bed to be lying alone out of my head