A Foggy Day — Billie Holiday

George and ira gershwin

A foggy day, in london town

It had me low, and it had me down

I viewed the morning, with much alarm

The british museum, had lost its charm

How long I wondered, could this thing last

But the age of miracles, it hadnt past

And suddenly, I saw you standing right there

And in foggy london town, the sun was shining everywhere