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, And held loosely at his side Yesterday's papers telling yesterday's news
CHORUS: 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 cafe, at a quarter past eleven Same old man sitting there all alone Looking at the world over the rim of his tea cup Each tea lasts an hour, and he wanders home alone
CHORUS
Have you seen the old girl who walks the streets of London Dirt on her face, and her clothes in rags She's no time for talking, she just keeps right on walking Carrying her home in two carrier bags 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, And held loosely at his side Yesterday's papers telling yesterday's news
CHORUS: 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 cafe, at a quarter past eleven Same old man sitting there all alone Looking at the world over the rim of his tea cup Each tea lasts an hour, and he wanders home alone
CHORUS
Have you seen the old girl who walks the streets of London Dirt on her face, and her clothes in rags She's no time for talking, she just keeps right on walking Carrying her home in two carrier bags Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
