Wandering Through The Isles

(Verse 1)
I’m walking down to London town,
Where the streets hum low and the lights burn bright.
The Thames flows slowly, like a whispered dream,
Passing the Tower, where history gleams.

From the quiet hills of Yorkshire skies,
To the hum of Liverpool’s sweet surprise.
The trains roll on, the winds are light,
Through Cotswold fields, under starry night.

(Chorus)
And we drift... drifting through the air,
Wandering down roads we don’t know, we don’t care.
In the mist, the coasts call us near,
From Brighton to Edinburgh, the journey’s clear.

(Verse 2)
Take me to Bath with its ancient stone,
Where the Roman baths whisper, all alone.
The Lake District’s lakes, with waters so still,
Reflections of mountains, the valley’s thrill.

From the cliffs of Dover, I can see the French coast.
Across the Channel, it’s the sea I love most.
Sailing the waves, where the world feels wide,
With the waves crashing softly on the seaside.

(Chorus)
And we drift... drifting through the air,
Wandering down roads we don’t know, we don’t care.
In the mist, the coasts call us near,
From Cornwall’s shores to Edinburgh, we steer.

(Bridge)
Whispers of Cardiff, and the streets of Wales,
The castles stand strong through the English gales.
Bristol’s bridge above the water’s song,
The journey is endless, but we’re never wrong.

(Chorus)
And we drift... drifting through the air,
Wandering down roads we don’t know, we don’t care.
In the mist, the coasts call us near,
From Brighton to Edinburgh, we’re free of fear.

(Outro)
So let’s wander through the Isles, in the quiet of the dawn,
The heart of the UK, where we belong.
On the coastlines, where the sunsets fall,
We find ourselves... and it’s enough, after all.