文本歌词

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 much alarm
British Museum had lost its charm
How long I wondered