A  Foggy Day
I was a stranger in the city
Out of town were the people I knew
I had that feeling of self pity
What to do? What to do? What to do?
The outlook was decidedly blue
But as I walked through the dreary streets alone
It turned out to be the luckiest day I've known
A foggy day in London Town
I had me low and had me down
I viewed the morning with much alarm
The British Museum had lost its charm
How long, I wondered, could this thing last?
But the age of miracles it hadn't passed,
For, suddenly, I saw you standing right there
And through foggy London Town
The sun was shining everywhere.
How long, I wondered, could this thing possibly last?
But the age of miracles hadn't passed,
For, suddenly, I saw you right there
And through foggy London Town
The sun was shining everywhere.