Piccadilly – Naked Eyes

Take a trip down Shopsbury Avenue
And I dream in Leicester Square
All the lights are shining down on you
And no one knows you’re there

Tell me, Eros, what you aiming for
What you thinking of when
Flying high on wings of love

Piccadilly
On the way to Leicester Square
Piccadilly

There’s a girl down on old Compton street
Selling flowers in the rain
And she’s never been to Paris in the spring
But she looks like she just came from the Seine

Tell me, Eros, what you aiming for
What you thinking of when
Flying high on wings of love

Piccadilly
On the way to Leicester Square
Piccadilly

I know it’s hard to be apart
No matter what I say?
You’re always somewhere in my heart
When I am miles away

Tell me, Eros, what you aiming for
What you thinking of when
Flying high on wings of love

Piccadilly
On the way to Leicester Square
Piccadilly
Piccadilly
On the way to Leicester Square
Piccadilly