Waking up in London, rain on the glass
Big Ben ticking like a heart from the past
The kettle hums, the city sighs
And I see your shadow in the sunrise
I walk past memories dressed in stone
Every street feels like a song I’ve known
Abbey Road and Camden nights
Piccadilly dreams in neon lights
You were Mod, I was mystery
Wrapped in scarves and history
Waking up in London, I still see
The version of you that loved me
Waking up in London.
Waking up in London
We danced through Soho, laughed in Hyde Park
Shared secrets under the London Eye’s arc
Harrods windows, Notting Hill rain
You kissed me once on the Bakerloo train
Now I walk alone through echoes sweet
Where every corner holds your heartbeat
Abbey Road and Camden nights
Piccadilly dreams in neon lights
You were Mod, I was mystery
Wrapped in scarves and history
Waking up in London, I still see
The version of you that loved me
Waking up in London.
Waking up in London
I thought we’d be forever, like the Thames and tide
But even bridges break when hearts collide
Still I carry you in every view
From Trafalgar Square to Waterloo
Abbey Road and Camden nights
Piccadilly dreams in neon lights
You were Mod, I was mystery
Wrapped in scarves and history
Waking up in London, I still see
The version of you that loved me
Waking up in London, tea gone cold
But your warmth is something I still hold
Waking up in London...Waking up in London...Waking up in London

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Waking Up in London By Songwriter Edwin H. Balder

With over 200 songs and counting, I create faith-based music that crosses all genres—from hip-hop to country, pop to worship, and everything in between. As a songwriter, producer, and mastering engineer, I bring every track to life with powerful messages, diverse sounds, and top-tier production. My mission is to share God’s word through music that uplifts, inspires, and connects with people from all walks of life.

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California State University, Fullerton; BA Music Education, Instrumental Class of 2014🎓


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"Do not think that love in order to be genuine has to be extraordinary. What we need is to love without getting tired. Be faithful in small things because it is in them that your strength lies.” …  "If you can't feed a hundred people then help feed just one." 🍓🍇🫐 

📖— Mother Teresa




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In the shadows of Apache Junction, at the foot of the majestic Superstition Mountains, sits a weathered hacienda. This desert oasis is home to an enigmatic figure, a songwriter whose journey reads like a long, dusty road of honky-tonk bars and college cafeterias. He wasn't chasing fame or glitter; instead, he chose the soul-crushing beauty of music for music's sake.

Years spent hunched over sticky barroom tables and scribbling lyrics on napkins earned him a reputation—not in the spotlight but in the back rooms where deals are made. He wrote melodies that found their way into the hearts of stars who had lost their own muse. He sold his creations for cash, with no recognition, but the whisper of his songs carried the weight of his soul.

Finally, he bought this piece of desert paradise—a stable income from his timeless songs allowed him to live comfortably, if anonymously. Here in this hacienda, with his family beside him and the mountains as his backdrop, he found the peace to write hits under his own name. He chuckled at the irony that now, without chasing fame, he could create music that brought him joy.

In the end, it was never about the spotlight. It was about the journey, the stories, and the songs that wrote themselves through his life. As the sun set behind the Superstitions, casting long shadows over the hacienda, he strummed his guitar and sang—content, unknown, and unburdened by the world's gaze.


Copyright 2019 Edwin H. Balder

I may be dead when fame comes but my real glory was always JULIE & The Kids. Thank you for such love

Waking Up in London By Songwriter Edwin H. Balder

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