Lyrics

grey london morning, wet london streets, rain on the window, wind in the trees, it's my time to write, it's your time to call, there's something about distance that gets to us all, dark clouds above me, little people below, all walk with a purpose with someplace to go, it's my place to paint my own selfish scene, on this cold lonely canvas, it's just the weather and me, and latitude, fold back the morning and bring on the night, there's an alien moon, that hangs between darkness and light, latitude between me and you, you're a straight line of distance, a cold strech of black across blue, latitude, cracks in the sidewalks, dogs on the run, an old poster reading "give us your sons", window frames capture moments in time, but latitude captures the heart and the mind

Song details

Artist: elton john