backseat is just me
The shotgun lies empty
And the magic comes from the radio
A blocked nose, a clear road
The cat's eyes and the yellow lines
The red lights jump at night time
An d all the girls are singing home,
sweet home, London
With every closing bar,
there's hollows in my heart,
London
Sweetheart,
you'll do yourself a mischief
Working on the night shift,
I've heard you're very smart
The back seat is just me,
the long way an d the short change
The sickness comes at
the break of day
An d all the lights are guiding home,
sweet home, London
With every concert gone,
there's hollows in my heart, London
And all the girls are singing home,
sweet home, London
Lon don, your feelings out of touch,
I think you've done too much
London, London, London
The road is long, but the night is longer
The road is long, but the night is longer
London's home, but it is no longer
The road is long
And all the lights are guiding home,
sweet home, London
With every closing bar,
there's hollows in my heart, London
And all the girls are singing home,
sweet home, London
You're feeling out of touch,
I think you've done too much
London, London, London,
and all the lights you've got at home
When I see you, it's just me,
keep the shotgun lights
And this air comes and talks,
it's almost in my
From the radio
Home, sweet home