a foggy day

Michael Buble

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 and had me down
I viewed the morning with alarm
The 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 there
And through foggy london town
The sun was shining everywhere.