My heart went to London
and never left
I can feel my breathing
but I can't feel nothing more
He stayed there
hanging around Queens Park
trying to catch the 28
The winter has past
but I still feel too cold
If eyes could see
a body without a soul
If they could show
the hollow person
that I've become
Since my heart
went to London
behind her
and never got back...
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