I was a stranger in the city,
Out of town were the people I knew.
I had a feeling of self-pity,
What to do? What to do? What to do?
The outlook was decidedly blue
And as I walked all along the streets alone,
It turned out to be the luckiest day I've known.
Lucky day, lucky day…
A foggy day in London Town
Had me low, had me down.
I viewed the morning with such alarm,
Sad British Museum had lost its charm.
How long, I wondered, would this thing last?
But the age of miracles hadn't passed,
For suddenly I saw you right there
And in foggy London Town
The sun was shining, shining everywhere.
Foggy day in London Town…
I was kind of low,
I was kind of down,
Cause I had viewed the morning with alarm,
Felt 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 right there
And in foggy London Town
The sun was shining everywhere,
Everywhere, everywhere.
In London Town…