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, hand held loosely by his side.
Yesterday's paper telling yesterday's news.

So how can you tell me you're lonely?
And say for you that the sun doesn't shine.
Oh, 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 girl, who walks the streets of London?
Dirty her hair and her clothes in rags,
she's no time for talking, she keep on walking,
carrying her home in two carrier bags.

So how can you tell me you're lonely?
And say for you that the sun doesn't shine.
Oh, 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.

In the all-night cafe at a quarter past eleven,
same old man sitting there on his own,
looking on 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 doesn't shine.
Oh, 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 doesn't shine.
Oh, 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.

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