Walking In London

Concrete Blonde

This deja-vu feeling I know quite well

This psychic confusion, this living hell

A cosmic connection with someone somewhere

Is coming from your direction, I swear, I swear

And I've been running all this time

And I'm running out of places to go

And I am, oh, so sick and tired

Of every face that I know

Everything I do

Everything I say

Everything in my head

Every night, every day

I've been east, I've been west

I've been north, I've been south

I feel your arms, I hear your voice

I feel your hands, I kiss your mouth

And I am walking in London

And you are watching me walk

Talking Italian

And you are hearing me talk

Singing in Sydney

And you were sitting right there

Feeling you in me

Everywhere, everywhere

An invisible touch on the back of my neck

Fingerprints lingering, warm breath

I'm either going insane or I'm a human wire

Receiving a signal, desire, desire

And I've been running all this time

And I'm running out of places to go

And I am, oh, so sick and tired

Of every face that I know

Everything I do

Everything I say

Everything in my head

Every night, every day

I've been east, I've been west

I've been north, I've been south

I feel your arms, I hear your voice

I feel your hands, I kiss your mouth

And I'm walking in London

And you are watching me walk

Talking Italian

And you are hearing me talk

Singing in Sydney

And you were sitting right there

And I'm feeling you in me

Everywhere, everywhere