Meg Lee Chin London Lyrics

So Long Sweetness...
Now, Now the curtain falls without a trace left to hold
There's only time
Time to sleep, to be, to be alone
To break the spell
Staring hard into nights with lack of sleep to sustain
yourself
To end all sighs
Tearing hard from a transatlantic grip

From below ,London ,Far below, Faces are crying out.

Seal,
now you know it's the season of the witch It with a kiss,
The kinda wound that might of fooled a deeper ditch
You know it goes like this
Alarming, disarming not a face to bear
At a certain pitch
Tables turning faster harder Noise keeps pumping louder
louder

It'll drip below London
More and more,
Mothers are crying hard.

So Long Sweetness... Take what you've chosen, look at
what you've chosed