I’m wandering round and round nowhere to go   I’m lonely in London London is lovely so   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’m wandering round and round here nowhere to go      While my eyes   Go looking for flying saucers in the sky      Oh Sunday, Monday, Autumm 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, years and I agree      While my eyes   Go looking for flying saucers in the sky      I choose no face to look at   Choose no way   I just happen to be here   And it’s ok   Green grass, blue eyes, gray sky, God bless   Silent pain and happiness   I came around to say yes, and I say      But my eyes   Go looking for flying saucers in the sky