She's running late, so I'm tempting fate with a cigarette
I told her eight on the corner of Spring and Lafayette
I'm on a square named after a dead policeman
But she's not there, so I don't know why I am
And why would I stand on any roadside
Waiting on a world that would never think to wait on me?
I can't help but feeling so low
And I'm lonely in Soho
I'm too lonely in Soho
I get on my feet, start walking to the beat of the earth
Staring down all them streets
I weigh up in my head what they're worth
I think to myself, well this could easily be worse
But I'm not myself, no I'm not myself
And why would I stand on any roadside
Waiting on a girl that would never think to wait on me?
I can't help but feeling so low
And I'm lonely in Soho
I'm too lonely in Soho
Now I'm ringing up my home phone
Saying mama', Can I come home?
I'm too lonely in Soho
Yes I tried to make this work
But every subway leads to her
And this city never sleeps
I miss my family
The boy I used to be
I can't help but feeling so low
And I'm lonely in Soho
I'm too lonely in Soho
Now I'm waiting at the airport
Just a London city export
I'm too lonely in Soho
