Lyrics

The mist rolls off the Thames A blanket of fog on the docks An old light flickers in the tower blocks The old men singing songs In the bottom of their glass If you wanted me to stay you would only have to ask One more drink and I'll be on my way All the rivers 'round London Some narrow, some true But all of them, darling, lead back to you I have nothing left to say I have nothing left to say At every fork I took the wrong turn And every lesson I never managed to learn Graffiti on the tracks saying Grenfell forеver I never lovеd no one like you and I would never Fill my glass and I'll be on my way All the rivers 'round London Some narrow, some true And all of them darling lead back to you I got nothing left to say I got nothing left to say Doesn't matter what you say Doesn't matter what you do I'm always coming back to you Doesn't matter what you say Doesn't matter what you do I'm always coming back to you All the rivers 'round London Some narrow, some true And all of them darling lead back to you All the rivers 'round London Some narrow, some true And all of them darling lead back to you I have nothing left to... I have nothing left to say