Lips of London

I thought I heard my name
On the lips of London
It might have been the rain
It might've been a dream
There's a cherry stain
On the lips of London
And a nagging pain
Everywhere I've been

There's a ring of cranes
On the lips of London
Tearing at the edges
Pulling up the dead
But I can't forget those lips of London
Say the saddest thing
They ever said

I spent a lot of time
On the lips of London
Living in a bind
And dying to be free
More than a little wine
Passed my lips in London
So when I drink I find
It all comes back to me

You break a heart in two
You break a spell
And each one is left
With the other's half as well

Thought I heard my name
On the lips of London
But it was just the rain
It was just the wind
And the sweetest thing
About the lips of London
Was how they smiled
To the bitter end