London In The Spring

Oh, London in the spring
Makes me feel so lucky I'm alive
I've got love to give
I've got my whole life to live.

Walking through the park
Sunshine pours like honey
Through the trees
I believe I'm coming home.

Well, some people tell me
I've better things to do
And more productive ways that
I could spend my time.

But I'm not sure I agree
It often seems to me we spend our lives
Talking foolish and running blind
And we forget how to enjoy the simple things
Like walking through London in the spring.

Whoa, London in the spring
See St. Paul's cathedral
Like a man of high society
Calmly sittin' quietly.

And you watch the river Thames
Weaving like a needle
Through the town
All the way down to the sea.

Well, some people tell me
The best is far behind us
It's hopeless to be hopeful any more.

But I'm not sure I agree
I'm hoping love will find us
And gently guide our vessels to the shore
Where there'll be no need for beggars or kings
All equal to share London in the spring.