Blackmore's Night "Streets of London" paroles

Streets of London

Have you seen the old manIn the closed down marketKicking up the paperWith his worn out shoes?In his eyes you see no prideHand held loosely at his sideYesterday's paper telling yesterday's news

Have you seen the old girlWho walks the streets of LondonDirt in her hair and her clothes in rags?She's no time for talkingOh, she just keeps right on walkingCarrying her home in two carrier bags

In the all-night cafeAt a quarter past elevenSame old man is sitting there on his ownLooking at the worldOver the rim of his teacupEach tea lasts an hourThen he wanders home alone

So how can you tell me you're lonelyAnd say for you that the sun don't shine?Let me take you by the handAnd walk you through the streets of LondonI'll show you somethingThat'll make you change your mind

Have you seen the old manOutside the seaman's mission?Memory fading with the medals that he wearsIn our winter cityThe rain cries a little pityFor one more forgotten heroAnd a world that doesn't care

So how can you tell me you're lonelyAnd say for you that the sun don't shine?Let me take you by the handAnd walk you through the streets of LondonI'll show you somethingThat'll make you change your mind

Let me take you by the handAnd walk you through the streets of LondonI'll show you somethingThat'll make you change your mind

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