The leaves of brown came falling through the view
In Berkeley Mews, I first met you
I staggered through your chilly dining room
In Berkeley Mews, I first met you
Your kitchen sink was cluttered up
So I couldn't shut it up forlornly
I brewed another cuppa up
And tried to sneak out early in the morning
I thought you had much better things to do
In Berkeley Mews, I first met you
Drowned my conversation with champagne
And Berkeley Mews was not the same
I thought you were an intellect
But now that I reflect, you left me reeling
You made me drink a toast
And when you finished I was looking at the ceiling
The floods of tears I've wept thinking of you
Remind me of that night in Berkeley Mews
You know that you left me broken-hearted
Berkeley Mews
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