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

CHORUS
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.