Suki Waterhouse - Notting Hill

Like a lost soul wanders

So does my mind

I think of London all the time

Just like you it changes

Nothing's the same

But I'll never change my wayward ways

Pleased to miss you

Did you miss me too?

Not my attitude

Notting Hill on Sunday morning

I feel so famous

Got my coffee, got my picture

In the morning papers

I bring you breakfast back to bed

You're my favourite flavour

You light a cigarette instead

My god, you're shameless

Like a sunbeam hits you

After the rain

I throw my dancing shoes your way

I'm a believer

You're a keeper

Always wanted you

Notting Hill on Sunday morning

I feel so famous

Got my coffee, got my picture

In the morning papers

I bring you breakfast back to bed

You're my favourite flavour

You light a cigarette instead

My god, you're shameless

I'm a believer

I'm a believer

You're a keeper

Always wanted you

Notting Hill on Sunday morning

I feel so famous

Got my coffee, got my picture

In the morning papers

I bring you breakfast back to bed

You're my favourite flavour

You light a cigarette instead

My god, you're shameless