Streets of London

Have you seen the old man
In the closed down market
Kicking up the paper,
With his worn out shoes?
In his eyes you see no pride
Hands held loosely at his side
Yesterdays paper telling yesterdays news

So how can you tell me youre lonely
And say for you that the sun dont shine?
Let me take you by the hand and lead you through the streets of London
Show you something to make you change your mind

Have you seen the old girl
Who walks the streets of London
Dirt in her hair and her clothes in rags?
Shes no time for talking
She just keeps right on walking
Carrying her home in two carrier bags.

So how can you tell me youre lonely
And say for you that the sun dont shine?
Let me take you by the hand and lead you through the streets of London
Show you something to make you change your mind

In the hall night café
At a quarter past eleven,
Same old man is sitting there on his own
Looking at the world
Over the rim of his teacup
Each tea last an hour
Then he wanders home alone

So how can you tell me youre lonely
And say for you that the sun dont shine?
Let me take you by the hand and lead you through the streets of London
Show you something to make you change your mind

Have you seen the old man
Outside the Seamans Mission
Memory fading with the medal that he wears
In our winter city,
The rain cries a little pity
For one more forgotten hero
And a world that doesnt care

So how can you tell me youre lonely
And say for you that the sun dont shine?
Let me take you by the hand and lead you through the streets of London
Show you something to make you change your mind