It was crazy, and loud, and fast
yet right in the middle was you
in all your normality.

Emigration is inevitable,
that's what they told us,
we knew, we knew, we knew

it was coming.
The land of milk and honey,
it was calling.

We stood under big ben,
sat close on the tube
and wondered if we should kiss

but didn't. We knew
I had to go home
and you couldn't. And wouldn't for the longest time.