Caetano Veloso
Am, C, D, Em, G
I'm wandering round and round, nowhere to go
I'm lonely in London, London, this lovely soul
I cross the streets without fear, everybody keeps the way clear
I know, I know no one here to say hello
I know they keep the way clear
I am lonely in London without fear
I am wandering round and round here
Nowhere to go
While my eyes go looking for flying saucers in the sky
Yes, my eyes go looking for flying saucers in the sky
Oh, Sunday, Monday, autumn, pass by me
And people hurry on, so peacefully
A group approaches a policeman
He seems so pleased to please them
It's good at least to live, and I agree
He seems so pleased at least
And it's so good to live in peace and Sunday, Monday, yes, and I agree.
While my eyes go looking for flying saucers in the skies,
yes my eyes go looking for flying sources in the sky I don't know what I
lost so far away I don't think I will last and I will pray I do not want to
make a mess and I know about the thing I possess I came around to say yes and I
say I do not want to make a mess and I know about the things that I possess I
I came around to say yes
And I say
While my eyes
Are looking for
Flying sources in the skies
Yes, my eyes
Are looking for
Flying sources in the skies