Somewhere under London
Getting lost to find myself
Jousting crowds in roundabouts
To see where they circle out
Like riding Ridgewood to Bayview
One end another beginning
Flying free in pursuit of
Echoing dreams and stranger things
Lost in London
Getting high underground
Tube runs round
Hostel hopping
And I'm not stopping
Til I'm ready to be found
You're not the boss of me
I'll have Panda Express if I please
So much world to see
And anyone to be
Fidelius keeps me cloaked
In anonymity
Tasting all the sweet
Possibilities waiting for me
Crazy world stops spinning
Just me and the breeze
I realize what I'm missing
Is your love beside me
Lost in London
Getting high underground
Tube runs round
Hostel hopping
We're not stopping
Til we're ready to be found