I'm wandering round and round nowhere to go   I'm lonely in London and London is lonely 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 in my eyes   Go looking for flying saucers in the sky      Oh sunday, monday, autumn passes by me   And people hurry on so peacefully   A group aproaches 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, grey sky, god bless    Silent pain and happiness    I came around to say yes, and I say    While my eyes    Go looking for flying saucers in the sky