Cold London Rain - The Rumjacks

You found me so young and I gave you my heart without thinking

Cast o' white gold and hung from a silvery chain

So fresh were my wings I shot out from them shadows still blinking

All to find myself catching my breath in your cold London rain

Oh, pull me in, don’t let me drown here

My aim is true and I’ve got so much more to give

Dry my hair and kiss me gently

And I’ll surrender up my fightin' heart to you

Your honey is sweet though you offer it up on a razor

Your roses so pretty, so long as they’re plucked from the fire

For how cold your nights, I’ll remember just how warm your days were

Before your cold London rain could dampen our burning desire

Pull me in, don’t let me drown here

My aim is true and I’ve got so much more to give

Dry my hair and kiss me gently

And I’ll surrender up my fightin' heart to you

Pull me in, don’t let me drown here

My aim is true and I’ve got so much more to give

Dry my hair and kiss me gently

And I’ll surrender up my fightin' heart to you

If you wait for me here, I’ll return with a joy for your sorrows

A cure for your heart and a wee drop to soften the pain

And no matter the mark that we make on each others tomorrows

I will sing to the glory of you and your cold London rain

So pull me in, don’t let me drown here

My aim is true and I’ve got so much more to give

Dry my hair and kiss me gently

And I’ll surrender up my fightin' heart to you