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 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 ev'rywhere