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Freya Skye

There's only one place I wanna lay my head
There's only one street that I'll never forget
There's only one name I know better than myself
I'm coming back to you

There's only Sundays, hearing Ruby barking
Through the big flames, almost set fire to the garden
Still a dark spot right there where my heart is
Coming back to you
London

Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh

I'd rather stand there dripping in the rain
Out the window, the colours on the leaves have changed
But I can feel you running through my veins
I'm coming back to you

Sipping coffee at the cafe that we crave
Singing off-key, we have Gracie on replay
Because you know me like we never turn the page
I'm coming back to you
London

Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh (mm, mm)

In October, the windmill to the left
We'll go over, Olivia confessed
That I was missed here, I'm hopping on a jet
And I'm coming back to you

I'll take the fast train right up to the door
It feels more peaceful than it ever did before
When the leaves change, I'll be on a different shore
And coming back to you
London

Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh (I'm coming back, I'm coming back)
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh (mm, I'm coming back to you)
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh (mm, mm)

Escrita por: Johan Carlsson, Ross Golan, Sophie Simmons, Freya Skye