London - Grace Acladna

I fell in love with a city

I fell in love with a friend

Burning bridges always is a pity

But it’s the only way that it can mend

I fell in love with a city

Fell in love with my closest friend

If I’m gonna find myself a new beginning

Then first it needs to end

London is burning and it’s all my fault

But after the fire it will turn to gold

I will turn to gold

I fell in love with a daydream

But now I can’t let it go

And it feeds the flames of fantasy within me

'til me my soul begins to glow

London is burning and it’s all my fault

But after the fire it will turn to gold

It will turn to gold

A great city, agreat solitude

A great city, but it’s the truth

A great city, a great solitude

A great pity, but you get used to it when you know the truth

A great city, a great solitude

A great pity, but it’s the truth

London is burning and it’s all my fault

But after the fire it will turn to gold

It will turn to gold

London is burning and it’s all my fault

But after the fire it will turn to gold

It will turn to gold

London is burning

London is burning

London is burning

Lond is burning