When The Thames Froze (Radio Edit)
Goddamn, this snow
Will I ever get where I wanna go?
And so I skate, across the Thames
Hand in hand, with all my friends
And all the things, that we planned
My son's eyes in the outline of his hand
And even though I hate the cold
A constant reminder that I'm getting old
Another year draws to its close
And tired London slows
But when I dream tonight, I'll dream of you
And when the Thames froze
Goddamn, this government
Will they ever tell me where the money went?
Protesters march out on the street
As young men sleep amongst the feet
Another year draws to its close
And tired London slows
When I dream tonight, I'll dream of you
When the Thames froze
So tell everyone that there's hope in your heart
Tell everyone or it will tear you apart
At the end of Christmas day
When there's nothing left to say
The years go by so fast
Let's hope the next beats the last
And so tell everyone that there's hope in your heart
And tell everyone or it will tear you apart
At the end of Christmas day
When there is nothing left to say
The years go by so fast
Let's hope the next beats the last
Will I ever get where I wanna go?
And so I skate, across the Thames
Hand in hand, with all my friends
And all the things, that we planned
My son's eyes in the outline of his hand
And even though I hate the cold
A constant reminder that I'm getting old
Another year draws to its close
And tired London slows
But when I dream tonight, I'll dream of you
And when the Thames froze
Goddamn, this government
Will they ever tell me where the money went?
Protesters march out on the street
As young men sleep amongst the feet
Another year draws to its close
And tired London slows
When I dream tonight, I'll dream of you
When the Thames froze
So tell everyone that there's hope in your heart
Tell everyone or it will tear you apart
At the end of Christmas day
When there's nothing left to say
The years go by so fast
Let's hope the next beats the last
And so tell everyone that there's hope in your heart
And tell everyone or it will tear you apart
At the end of Christmas day
When there is nothing left to say
The years go by so fast
Let's hope the next beats the last
Credits
Writer(s): Andy Burrows, Tom Smith
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