I’m on the run, I’m on the way to your embrace
The wind a kinda curl splashes on my face
I’m lovely wet, my short punk hair make me laugh
Remember nothing, just don’t think of all that stuff
You stay a distance long, you smile so clear
I wish you touch my hand and be so near to me
I’m not your wife or Mom, I even don’t pretend
I’m just your little girlfriend, your life, your soundtrack band
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But that London rain… I go mad, I go crazy
My umbrella’s flying away with the tornado flow
Your cheek is close, it’s warm and tender… I’m so lazy
To stop the rain, to let you both go
Walking along the Oxford Street we’re together
The tune of my outstanding mood is just this weather
I hold so tight your had and my blue dream
I’m never scared to end my run or to begin…
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But that London rain… I go mad, I go crazy
My umbrella’s flying away with the tornado flow
Your cheek is close, it’s warm and tender… I’m so lazy
To stop the rain, to let you both go