Michael Buble - A Foggy Day (in London Town) |
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A Foggy Day
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. |
