Words and music by roddy frame

All the madness in the mirror,
The tremblin and the tears.
It takes a long time comin out,
Its comin out of here.
Ive been wandering your london town,
And its wearin out my shoes.
Its a long road comin down,
Comin down with the blues.

But when you hold me and really make love to me,
I know that love is true forgiveness.
Time on my mind is time spent with you,
But its time that I cant find,
With the notting hill blues.

Lovers pass me on the gate,
Like distant cousings, removed,
Holding hands, it seems like an act of fate,
And Im almost moved.
But love has left me standing still,
With no directions and no clues,
No speech to let my feelings loose.
A celebration of the blues.

But when you hold me and really make love to me,
I know that love is true forgiveness.
Out on the road I was down with the crew,
Now Im all alone, on the run,
With the notting hill blues.

And its a lonely, lonely time,
Sadness preys upon my mind,
A telephone and a bottle of booze,
But who do you call? when your tongue tied,
Up all night.