There is something I wanted to tell you
it's so funny you'll kill yourself laughing
but then I look around
and I remember that I am alone / alone / forevermore

The tile yard, all along the railings
up a discoloured dark brown staircase
here you'll find / despair and I
calling to you with what's left of my heart / forevermore

Drinking tea with the taste of the Thames
sullenly, on a chair on the pavement
here you'll find / my thoughts and I
and here is the very last plea from my heart / forevermore

Where taxi drivers never stop talking
under slate-grey Victorian sky
here you'll find / despair and I
and here I am every last inch of me's yours / yours / forevermore

Your leg came to rest against mine
then you lounged with knees up and apart
and me and my heart
we knew / we just knew
forevermore

Where taxi-drivers never stop talking
under slate-grey Victorian sky
here you'll find / my heart and I
and still we say "come back / come back
to Camden and / I'll be good"