Piccadilly Lane

Walking in the rain

Picking up on the reasons

That we had Piccadilly Lane

London town

And the cobblestones are all black

But I?ve been here before

And I never could knock on your door

No, I never could

I?ve been a lot of things

I?ve seen a lot of things

But it all don?t mean a thing

Without you

Waiting on a train

Wondering why everything

Goes by so fast

Why everything good

Well, it never seems to last

And I?ve been here before

But with you, I thought I had more

So much more

I?ve been a lot of things

I?ve seen a lot of things

But it all doesn?t mean a thing

Without you

I?ve been a lot of things

I?ve seen a lot of things

But it all doesn?t mean a thing

Without you