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(To the tune of "Everybody was Kung-Foo Fighting") Across the waves, and o'er the mountains Into the streets of London fair I dream a house, and through a window I reach to touch her shining hair Now you could say she's grand, and you'd be mistaken For I've not found the words to say My life in her hands, and my heart she's taken across the sea, so far away And a second passed is a second wasted every smile I draw, is a smile in vain every breath I take is a waste of breathing until my love comes home again Now I've been to the pubs, and how I've been drinking I've raised me glass to a thousand men and I've seen the charms of a thousand women but I long for rest, and to sleep again For there's peace in a dream, and there's pain in waking to know this time has just begun So tonight I'll rise, and i'll sing this sweetly to the Rose of London From Letras Mania