London, you never thought to say hello
And now, it's time for me to go
London, filled a fortnight full of memories

You smiled, but you never said a word to me

London, from my outings on the Central Line

You turned, and left me to my own design
London, had the answers written in your hand
You talked to me but you never tried to understand


I know these are days I'll never forget
Days I'll never forget

But I know, the best hasn't happened yet

Dumbstruck, I move through the underground

On my way to Camden Town
A brisk Tango and a box of Smarties
Spilt milk in political parties


One smile and he tries to thrill me
Like the rent down in Piccadilly

A mad hatter with a plastic spine
Now I transfer to the Norther Line


I know these are days...