The moon sits heavy on the water
unreachable from such a giddy height
it really makes you think as you look down in the drink
with the air so cold the Thames had turned to ice
I could of been a star like the ones up in the sky
but im not im just a boy on another lonely London night.
From Victoria (bridge) you came and sat beside me
said the lights were playing havoc with your eyes
and to see yourself so clear, before you dissapear
makes everything around a little nicer
then it struck me why, should it end just I?
When we could be holding hands on another lonely London night!
I looked at her and what a perfect body
oh the frogmen will smile at such a find
they'll count me just as mud like the countless other slugs,
sleeping at the bottom of the mire
I hope they put her up on show
with a blue plaque at the site
that read she was a victim of another lonely London night.
A lonely heart was never cured by loving
A loveless heart was never cured by love
You're born with what you got I was born with not a lot
I never had a match for a fire
It seems I never had the front to challange you to a fight
So I'll sacrifice myself to another lonely London night.
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