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 hadn't past And suddenly, I saw you standing right there And in foggy London town, the sun was shining everywhere
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