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A deeply emotional patriotic pop ballad inspired by Angels by Robbie Williams. This song is for every Brit who’s ever been made to feel ashamed for loving their country. It's a tribute to the heart of England — quiet, proud, and unshaken.

From the grey streets to the red phone boxes, this is a love song to England. To the old souls who still stand tall, to those who hold the Union Jack close, even when the world tells them to hide it.
We’re not just waving a flag — we’re holding on to our roots.

❤️ If you've ever felt your love for Britain was mocked, this song is for you.

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LYRICS:

Verse 1
I sit and wait,
Does this island contemplate its fate?
Do they know the places where we go
When we’re grey and torn?
‘Cause I have been warned,
Not to wave the flag we’re born,
But when I’m walking home at night,
Dreams tangled in the fight,
And I feel our pride’s been banned,
I still hold England’s hand.

Chorus
And through it all, she offers me reflection,
A quiet, fierce connection, when the world feels wrong.
And down the pouring rain, wherever it may take me,
I know she won’t forsake me, this land I stand upon.
When hope is thin and faith is fled,
I’m loving England instead.

Verse 2
When I’m feeling weak,
And the streets feel tired, worn, and bleak,
I look above,
Hear the echoes of the love
In the chants from terrace stands,
Old songs from older hands,
They tell me we’re not done,
There’s still fire in the sun.

Chorus
And through it all, she offers me direction,
A stubborn, brave affection, when I’m right or wrong.
And down the cobbled roads, wherever they may lead me,
I know she still believes me, when I feel alone.
Though they say our pride is dead,
I’m loving England instead.

Bridge
They tell us hide our colours,
Fold the red and white away,
But hearts like ours remember,
We were never built to fade.
And even when I'm haunted
By the way they paint our name,
I’ll stand beneath that weathered flag,
Unafraid of shame.

Final Chorus
And through it all, she offers me protection,
Not in crown or in election, but in fields I've known.
And down the waterfall, wherever it may take me,
I know that life won’t break me,
This island holds my soul.
When all hope’s said, when tears are shed,
I’m loving England instead.

Outro
So when I’m lying in my bed,
Thoughts running through my head,
They’ll never break this thread —
I’m loving England instead.