Sometimes late at night I sit up in bed and write Letters to London I use a pen and pad To try and prove that what we had Had to mean something
I say, I miss a Hollywood kiss When soft finger tips Rolled like tears down my skin I didn't take care of A beautiful love Oh my God what have I done I let it become Letters to London
I don't know where she went So I don't know where to send Letters to London But maybe they're for me Simple poet therapy But I gotta do something
I miss a Hollywood kiss When soft finger tips Rolled like tears down my skin I didn't take care of A beautiful love Oh my God what have I done I let it become Letters to London
No, you can't go around keeping angels on the ground No, you can't go around keeping angels on the ground No, you can't go around keeping angels on the ground I know I know I know London come home
I miss your Hollywood kiss When your soft finger tips Rolled like tears down my skin I didn't take care of My beautiful love Oh my God what have I done I let it become Letters to London
My letters to London I write my letters to London, yeah My letters to London
Sometimes late at night I sit up in bed and write Letters to London
