I was a stranger in the city
Out of town where the people i knew
I had the feeling of self-pity
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 ever known
A foggy day in a london town
Had me low and had me down
I viewed the morning with alarm
The british museum had lost its charm
How long, i wondered, could this thing last?
But the age of miracles had'nt passed
For suddenly i saw you there
And through foggy london town the sun was shining everywhere
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