My Penny Lane Love Song by Carla Sarett

Lucy Jones

I wanted to go to Penny Lane 

with you, my ears and my eyes.

You'd find that picture of the Queen

How the barber would smile!

You'd make friends with the banker

In the blue pouring rain,

You'd have the right umbrella

And rescue the fireman, 

And you'd drink suburban tea, 

And wave to the meter maid.

Then the blackbird would sing, 

And you'd know the tune.

We could fly to Penny Lane 

We'd call it the moon.