English town, english people,
raincoats and jamborees.
So far away from me,
I look at them and I feel like a stranger.
English town, english people,
drinking english tea in an english garden.
Each one with an umbrella,
Talking about the Queen,
under the english rain.
And my song is there like the soundtrack of their lives.
I’m there trying to catch their eyes.
I’m there hoping I hear them say…
Is that a Beatle tune I don’t remember quite well?!
English town, english people,
caterpillars crawling up the Big Ben tower,
climbing up to the sky,
always getting on time to fly like butterflies.
