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Letters To London - Granger Smith
Sometimes late at night
I sit up in bed and write
Letters to London
I use a pen and pad
To try and prove
That what we had
Had to mean something
I say I miss a Hollywood kiss
When soft finger tips
Rolled like tears down my skin
I didn't take care of
A beautiful love
Oh my God what have I done
I let it become
Letters to London
I don't know where she went
So I don't know where to send
Letters to London
But maybe they're for me
Simple poet therapy
But I gotta do something
I miss a Hollywood kiss
When soft finger tips
Rolled like tears down my skin
I didn't take care of
A beautiful love
Oh my God what have I done
I let it become
Letters to London
No you can't go around
Keeping angels on the ground
No you can't go around
Keeping angels on the ground
No you can't go around
Keeping angels on the ground
I know I know I know
London come home
I miss your Hollywood kiss
When your soft finger tips
Rolled like tears down my skin
I didn't take care of
My beautiful love
Oh my God what have I done
I let it become
Letters to London
My letters to London
I write my letters to London yeah
My letters to London
Sometimes late at night
I sit up in bed and write
Letters to London
