Streets Of London lyrics

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.

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So how can you tell me you're lonly
And say for you that the sun don't shine.
So let me take you by the hand and lead you through the streets of Lonon.
I'll show you something to make you change your mind.

Have you seen the old girl, who walkes the streets of London,
Dirt in her hair and her clothes in rags.
She's no time for talking, she just keep on walking,
Carrying her home in two carrier bags.

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In the all-night cafe at a quarter past eleven,
The same old man sitting there on his own,
Looking on the world over the rim of his tea cup,
And each tea lasts an hour and he wanders home alone.

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Have you seen the old man outside the seamen's mission,
Memory fading with the medal ribbons that he wears?
And in our winter city the rain cries a little pity
For one more forgotten hero and a world that doesn't care.

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