I wander lonely streets
behind where the old Thames does flow
And in every face I meet
reminds me of what I have run for


History - A Northern Soul (1995)


I wander lonely streets behind where the old Thames does flow And in every face I meet reminds me of what I have run for

I wander lonely streets behind where the old Thames does flow And in every face I meet reminds me of what I have run for

I wander lonely streets behind where the old Thames does flow And in every face I meet reminds me of what I have run for

I wander lonely streets behind where the old Thames does flow And in every face I meet reminds me of what I have run for