London
(c)2004 corey witt

tomorrow I'm gonna move to London
just pack up all I own and go
sail across the ocean 
and see if I can call it home
tomorrow I'm gonna move to London
and see the sun from the other side of things
no I've never seen myself an Englishman
but it suits me more than you might think

trade these scars and stripes for a union jack
I promise I'm never looking back again
Lose or win
Please don't beg me to stay


next week I might move to London
I'm almost sure about it now
I'm just telling you tonight
So you'll have your chance to wish me well
Before next week when I move to London
Where I can go and be unknown
Change my soul with all new clothes
Feel the hands of Big Ben turning slow

Chorus
Bridge
Could I trouble you for a spot of tea 
To accompany  my sympathy
maybe all the queen's horses and all the queen's men
just might put me together again
...and let me stay

Next year I might move to London
But I can't move away just yet
My life's all tied up in so many other things right now
But come next year, I'm on that jet.
Next year I might move to London
The month's unclear and the day's unknown
But mark it on your calendar
Because you'll try to call and I'll be gone
Yeah you'll try the phone but I'll be gone

Someday I might visit London