London - Brandon Heath

My train pulled in to Waterloo

I found myself wishing you

Were here with me in London

Standing on the river Thames

Taking photographs of Parliament

And old Big Ben was ringing

You know it’s everything that I imagined it would be I had no idea that it would feel this empty

Where are you tonight

While I stand here and cry

Watching double-decker buses pass me by And to tell you the truth

It’s all that I can do To keep from jumping a plane that’s headed home

To you

I took a stroll down Abbey Road

Tried to peak inside the studio’s

And somewhere along the way I bought you flowers

And a pocket map of the Underground

Cause You and I both know I get turned around

I’m so lost without you

Though it’s everything that I imagined it would be I had no idea that it would feel this empty

Chorus

Six long nights and seven days I’ll cross the pond back to the states

I can’t wait

Where are you tonight while I stand here and cry

Watching all the black umbrellas pass me by And to tell you the truth it’s all that I can do To keep from jumping on a plane headed home

So I’m jumping on a plane headed home to you