Have you seen the old man
In the closed down market
Kicking up the papers
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.
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 two carrier bags
And then how can you tell me you're lonely
Or 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 will 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
Looking at the world
Over the rim of his teacup
Each tea lasts an hour
Then he wanders home alone
Oh and have you seen the old man
Outside the Seamen's Mission?
His memory fading like
Like the ribbons he wears
In this winter city
The rain cries a little pity
For one more forgotten hero
And a world that doesn't care
And then how can you tell me you're lonely
Or 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 will show you something
To make you change your mind