I was a stranger in the city out of town with 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 everywhere. you