doris day
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 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 how long i wondered could this thing last? but the age of miracles hadn't passed for suddenly i saw you there and through foggy london town the sun was shining everywhere.