Soho Sundown Serenade

(mmm-hmm) Rain on the pavement,

a copper sky

We watch the taxis swimming by

From a top-floor window

in Soho square

With the scent of espresso

in the

air

The neon signs are flickering slow

We've got nowhere left we need to

go

Just fading colors on the brick and stone

(yeah,

yeah)

Under the Soho

sundown

We watch the shadows bend and fold

Under the Soho sundown

Turning the gray streets into

gold

(ahhh, gold)

Jazz from a basement

down below

Blending with the engine glow

We write our names in

the window steam

Lost inside a quiet

London scheme

And the clock on the tower

strikes eight

We are right on time,

we are never late

In the heart of the rush,

we

found our peace

Soho

sundown...

(mmm, so

gold)

Soho

sundown...