Hey There John Watson
Post-Reichenbach. Angst. Lots of it. (Sherlock’s POV)
Lyrics:
Hey there, John Watson, what’s it like back home in London
I’m five thousand miles away, but, John, tonight I’m coming undone
And it’s true
Though barely living in refuge
It’s all I can do
Hey there, John Watson, don’t you worry about the distance
Call my phone and give my answering machine another listen
Close your eyes
Listen to my voice, it’ll suffice
I’m by your side
Oh, it’s what you do to me
Oh, it’s what you do to me
Oh, it’s what you do to me
Oh, it’s what you do to me
What you do to me
Hey there, John Watson, I know times are getting hard
But please believe in me, some day I’ll pay a visit at your door
We’ll have it good
We’ll have the life we thought we would
I know we could
Hey there, John Watson, I’ve got so much left to say
And I wish more than anything that I could take this pain away
I’d risk it all
To know Moran one day would fall
And we’d have it all
Oh, it’s what you do to me
Oh, it’s what you do to me
Oh, it’s what you do to me
Oh, it’s what you do to me
Five thousand miles seems pretty far
But once our safety is assured
I’ll walk to you if I have no other way
The Yarders once made fun of us
But we just laughed along because
We knew not one of them had felt this way
John, my friend, I promise you
That if I ever make it
221B will never be same
Am I to blame?
Hey there, John Watson, you be good, and don’t you mind me
Give me time and I’ll be home again
And we’ll be touring crime scenes
Like we do
You’ll know it’s all because of you
Few years, we’ll be like we used to
Hey there, John Watson, here’s to you
I’ll make it up to you
Oh, it’s what you do to me
Oh, it’s what you do to me
Oh, it’s what you do to me
Oh, it’s what you do to me
What you do to me, oh(ooc: I’m not crying it’s just been RAINING ON MY FACE. ;ladfjk;afjl. :()
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