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Songs Look on the bright side,
Turn a blind eye
To the type of life you thought you'd lead
You can leave with me.
We'll find a way away
From where we stay
and never turn around, we're leaving town
With nowhere to go but down
London is calling,
And I'm answering with you,
We'll leave the states and fly away,
There's nothing that I wouldn't do.
Give me your hand I'll lead you through the night,
And wake you on the other side,
Just fall asleep, right here with me
As London Calls
You're going crazy with the thought,
That all the baggage that you brought,
Is more than you can carry on
At least you're not alone
As we navigate
The streets
And memorize the world we see,
You know we live for nights like these.
London is calling,
And I'm answering with you,
We'll leave the states and fly away,
There's nothing that I wouldn't do.
Give me your hand I'll lead you through the night,
And wake you on the other side,
Just fall asleep, right here with me
As London Calls
