Blackmore's Night
Blackmore's Night - Streets of London lyrics
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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 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. In the all night cafe at a quarter past eleven same old man sitting there on his own looking at the world over the rim of his tea-cup each tea lasts an hour and he wanders home alone 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. Have you seen the old man outside the Seamen’s Mission memory fading with the medal ribbons that he wears in our winter city the rain cries a little pity for one more forgotten hero and a world that doesn’t care 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