A Rainy Night in Soho

I've been lovin' you a long time

Down all the years and all the days

And I've cried for all your troubles

Smiled at your funny little ways

We watched our friends grow up together

And we saw them as they fell

Some of them fell into Heaven

Some of them fell into Hell

I took shelter from a shower

And I stepped into your arms

On a rainy night in Soho

The wind was whistling all its charms

And I sang you all my sorrows

You told me all of your joys

Whatever happened to that old song

To all those little girls and boys?

Sometimes I'd wake up in the morning

The ginger lady by my bed

Covered in a cloak of silence

I'd hear you talkin' in my head

Now I'm not singin' for the future

And I'm not dreamin' of the past

I'm not talkin' of the first times

I never think about the last

And now this song is nearly over

We may never find out what it means

Still there's a light I hold before me

You're the measure of my dreams

The measure of my dreams