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 Hand held loosely at his side – Yesterday's paper, giving yesterday's news! And yet 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 girl who walks the streets of London Dirt in her hair and her clothes are all in rags? She's no time for talking No, she just keeps right on walking Carrying her home in two carrier bags! And yet 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! And have you seen the old man outside the seaman's mission Memory fading with the metal ribbons that he wears? In our wintery city The rain cries a little pity For one more forgotten hero and a world that doesn't care! And yet 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! In the all night-café at a quarter past eleven Same man sitting there and he's sitting on his own Gazing at the world Over the rim of a teacup – Each tea lasts an hour, and he wanders home alone! And yet 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!