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