| A Foggy Day |
|---|
| A foggy day |
| In London town |
| It had me low |
| And it 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 past |
| And suddenly |
| I saw you standing right there |
| And in foggy London town |
| The sun was shining everywhere |
