judy garland
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.