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Cody Simpson Evenings In London


"Hello?" "Cody?" "Cody, when are you coming home?"
"I miss you." "When are you coming home?"
"Hello...Cody?" "Hello?"

I like this right here

Looking through my call log
All I see's your name there
I wish I could just call you
I've been overseas too long
Hope you ain't gonna go try
To find yourself a new guy
And I've been thinking so much
That Ima call you anyway and say

Nights in Paris used to feel so right
Rather stay in my hotel, talk to you all night
Evenings in London never felt so sad
I wish you were here to share these days so bad

Oh

The life we chose, we're never together
And never together, but always and forever
Our mornings in Rome, yeah, used to be here, too
And even in London, I'll always be faithful

Oh, yeah, yeah

Uh

Text you an "XO"
From my hotel in Melbourne
So busy here in Melbourne
I never have the time to kick it no more
My flight's in the morning
But is it really so important?
The jet-setter life I'm leading
Should I be coming home to you?

Times Square New York used to feel so bright
Rather stay in my hotel, talk to you all night
Evenings in London never felt so sad
I wish you were here to share these days so bad

Oh

The life we chose, we're never together
And never together, but always and forever
Our mornings in Rome, yeah, used to be here, too
Even in London, I'll always be faithful

I'll never stop thinking
'Bout how I miss you too much
And how I don't kiss you enough, I know that
I don't think I'm conscious of the monsters
In the basement 'til I vacation, then it all goes bad
But damn, it's all good

Babe, I just landed, oh yeah, I just landed
You need to come over, 'cause babe, I just landed
How 'bout I text you what time you should be here?
Text me right back, yeah, as soon as you're leaving
I need you right now
Are you down to come chill with me?
Ain't no other city that I'd rather be
It's like all these beaches were made just for me

Forgot to bring your present back, I'm ashamed
Bet you'd love that bling engraved with your name
But evenings in London, they all felt the same
You're texting me all week, oh girl, please explain
You're finding it hard getting used to my fame
Crushing, I've missed you
I've been going crazy, girl
Knowing how I missed you
Knowing how he kissed you
Oh, damn I can't believe you! Oh, oh, oh



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