She's running late, so I'm tempting fate with a cigarette I told her eight on the corner of Spring and Lafayette I'm on a square named after a dead policeman But she's not there, so I don't know why I am And why would I stand on any roadside Waiting on a world that would never think to wait on me? I can't help but feeling so low And I'm lonely in Soho I'm too lonely in Soho I get on my feet, start walking to the beat of the earth Staring down all them streets I weigh up in my head what they're worth I think to myself, well this could easily be worse But I'm not myself, no I'm not myself And why would I stand on any roadside Waiting on a girl that would never think to wait on me? I can't help but feeling so low And I'm lonely in Soho I'm too lonely in Soho Now I'm ringing up my home phone Saying mama', Can I come home? I'm too lonely in Soho Yes I tried to make this work But every subway leads to her And this city never sleeps I miss my family The boy I used to be I can't help but feeling so low And I'm lonely in Soho I'm too lonely in Soho Now I'm waiting at the airport Just a London city export I'm too lonely in Soho