Walking in the rain Picking up on the reasons That we had Piccadilly Lane London town And the cobblestones are all black But I've been here before And I never could knock on your door No I never could I've been a lot of things I've seen a lot of things But it all doesn't mean a thing Without you Waiting on a train Wondering why everything Goes by so fast Why everything good Well it never seems to last And I've been here before But with you I thought I had more So much more I've been a lot of things I've seen a lot of things But it all doesn't mean a thing Without you