London's Calling.

 

Darling, you must know,
 I'm an equivalent measure to London's weather.

Sometimes I shine... mellow and warm.

At others I'm mild... and when I rain, I pour.

I'm unpredictable to say the least, 

but worth holding onto, to say the most.

So stay...if you choose to stay,

bare with me as my seasons change.

If my winter lasts throughout the spring,

and my summer sun decides to stray...

Keep me with you, hold me close.

Expect the best, as well the worst.
Like London's weather, so be this heart..

unpredictable to say the least,

Worth holding on to, for the most part.