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Friday night I'm going nowhere

All the lights are changing green to red

Turning over TV stations

Situations running through my head

Well looking back through time

You know it's clear that I've been blind

I've been a fool

To ever open up my heart

To all that jealousy,

that bitterness,

that ridicule

Saturday I'm running wild

And all the lights are changing red to green

Moving through the crowd I'm pushing

Chemicals all rushing through my bloodstream

Only wish that you were here

You know I'm seeing it so clearI've been afraid

To show you how I really feel

Admit to some of those bad mistakes I've made

If you want it

Come and get it

Crying out loud

The love that I was

Giving you was

Never in doubt

Let go your heart

Let go your head

And feel it now

Babylon, Babylon

Sunday all the lights of London

Shining , Sky is fading red to blue

I'm kicking through the Autumn leaves

And wondering where it is you might be going to

Turning back for home

You know I'm feeling so alone

I can't believe

Climbing on the stair

I turn around to see you smiling there

In front of me

If you want it

Come and get it

Crying out loud

The love that I was

Giving you was

Never in doubt

And feel it now

Let go your heart

Let go your head

And feel it now

Let go your heart

Let go your head

And feel it now

Let go your heart

Let go your head

And feel it now

Let go your heart

Let go your head

And feel it now

Babylon, Babylon, Babylon

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