Sometimes late at night
I sit up in bed and write
Letters to London

I use a pen and pad
To try and prove that what we had
Had to mean something


I say, I miss a Hollywood kiss
When soft finger tips

Rolled like tears down my skin
I didn't take care of
A beautiful love

Oh my God what have I done
I let it become
Letters to London


Don't know where she went
So I don't know where to send

Letters to London
Maybe they're for me
Simple poet therapy

But I gotta do something

I miss a Hollywood kiss

When soft finger tips
Rolled like tears down my skin
I didn't take care of

A beautiful love
Oh my God what have I done
I let it become

Letters to London

No, you can't go around keeping angels on the ground

No, you can't go around keeping angels on the ground
No, you can't go around keeping angels on the ground
I know I know I know

London come home

I miss your Hollywood kiss

When your soft finger tips
Rolled like tears down my skin
I didn't take care of

My beautiful love
Oh my God what have I done
I let us become

Letters to London

My letters to London

I write my letters to London
Letters to London


Sometimes late at night
I sit up in bed and write
Letters to London