Primrose Hill

It’s just another morning leaving home
Going underground
Staring into the crowd
It’s just another day in disguise
Seeing the same guys
With those sleepy eyes

But tomorrow if it’s raining
Take me against my will
To the quiet gentle slopes
Of Primrose Hill
And tomorrow if the sun shines
I won’t be home standing still
You will find me
Lying on the grass in Primrose Hill

It’s just another evening in the sun
Walking in the park
Until it gets dark
Those skyscrapers look so far away
And in the distance
They seem no giants

And tomorrow if it’s raining
Take me against my will
To the quiet gentle slopes
Of Primrose Hill
And tomorrow if the sun shines
I won’t be home standing still
You will find me
Lying on the grass in Primrose Hill

Ooh ooh, ooh ooh
In Primrose Hill

Lyrics and music by Roger Gascon

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