Streets of London

Have you seen the old man

In the closed down market

Kicking up the paper

With his worn out shoes?

In his eyes you see no pride

Hand held loosely at his side

Yesterday's paper

Telling yesterday's news

So how can you tell me you're lonely

And say for you that the sun don't shine?

Let me take you by the hand

And lead you through the streets of London

I'll show you something

To make you change your mind

Have you seen the old girl

Who walks the streets of London

Dirt in her hair

And her clothes in rags?

She's no time for talking

She just keeps right on walking

Carrying her home

In her two carrier bags

So how can you tell me you're lonely

And say for you that the sun don't shine?

Let me take you by the hand

And lead you through the streets of London

I'll show you something

To make you change your mind

In the all-night café

At a quarter past eleven

Same old man

Sitting there on his own

Gazing at the world

Over the rim of his teacup

Each tea lasts an hour

Then he wanders home alone

So how can you tell me you're lonely

And say for you that the sun don't shine?

Let me take you by the hand

And lead you through the streets of London

I'll show you something

To make you change your mind

Have you seen the old man

Outside the Seamen's Mission?

Memories fading with

The medal ribbon that he wears

In this winter city

The rain cries a little pity

For one more forgotten hero

And a world that doesn't care

So how can you tell me you're lonely

And say for you that the sun don't shine?

Let me take you by the hand

And lead you through the streets of London

I'll show you something

To make you change your mind