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, hands held loosely by his side

Yesterday's papers, telling yesterday's news



So how can you tell me, you're lonely

And say for you the sun won'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 in rags?

She's no time for talking, she just keeps right on walking

Carrying her home, in two carrier bags



So how can you tell me, you're lonely

And say for you the sun won'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 cafe, at a quarter past eleven

Same old man sitting there, on his own

Looking at the world, over the rim of his tea-cup

Each day lasts an hour, then he wanders home alone



So how can you tell me, you're lonely

And say for you the sun won'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 man,

At the seaman's mission,

Memories fading

with the blue ribbon that he wears,

In this winter city, the rain cries a little pity,

For one more forgotten hero

And the world that doesn't care.



So how can you tell me, you're lonely

and say for you the sun won't shine?

Let me take you by the hand

And leads you through the streets of London

I'll show you something,

To make you change your mind...........


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