The worries fly like the Coney Island Cyclone in my mind
And though I try, I can't help but to think about that
East Coast step
And that West Coast smile
That drive me up a wall
Every once and a little while
But it's Sunday in London
And I don't know where I'm supposed to be
They keep running, but you are
The only one I see
The only one I see
I lie in bed and let the fireworks go off inside my head
And do my best trying not to lie and think about that
East Coast step
And that West Coast smile
That drive me up the wall
Every once and a little while
But it's Sunday in London
And I don't know where I'm supposed to be
They keep running, but you are
The only one I see
And I've heard it all before
You've said it a million times
But I just can't seem
To get you off my mind
(Solo)
And I've heard it all before
You've said it a million times
But I just can't seem
To get you off my mind
But it's Sunday in London
And I don't know where I'm supposed to be
They keep running, but you are
The only one I-
Sunday in London
And I don't know where I'm supposed to be
They keep running, but you are
The only one I-
Sunday in London
And I don't know where I'm supposed to be
They keep running, but you are
The only one I see
