[Verse 1: ] And it hardly looked like a novel at all I hardly look like a hero at all And I'm sorry you couldn't publish this And you were white as snow, I was white as a sheet When you came down in this black dress In your mum's black maternity dress And so Though it hardly looked like a novel at all If this city treats me, it treats me to you And a cup of coffee for you I should learn its language and speak it to you
[Chrous: ] And 70 million should be in the know 70 million don't go out at all And 70 million wouldn't walk these streets 70 million would grind to a halt And 70 million would be wrong wrong wrong And 70 million never see at all And 70 million haven't tasted snow
[Verse 2: ] And dance dance dance like the children dance Imply a thought, are we taking a chance? With the light still on And will we ever reach the tower? And after you came down in this black dress I don't know what took so very long And this And this isn't war, we don't have to ration I waved the white flag and you kept it at home And thus I wrote from a foreign land You're holding my no longer foreign hand