Come Back To Camden

There is something I wanted to tell you
It’s so funny you’ll kill yourself laughing
But then I, I look around
And I remember that I am alone
Alone
For evermore
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
My heart
For evermore
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
My heart
For evermore
Where taxi drivers never stop talking
Under slate grey Victorian sky
Here you will find, despair and I
And here I am every last inch of me is yours
Yours
For evermore
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
For evermore
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, I’ll be good, I’ll be good, I’ll be good