I walked empty streets,
Trying to find the way home.
And I found I was!

Down worn cobbled streets,
With some cool narrow alleys,
That is joining them.
As complex as simple is.
I walked empty streets,
Trying to find the way home.
And I found I was!

Down worn cobbled streets,
With some cool narrow alleys,
That is joining them.
It is sad I know,
Here’s a London letter box!
South of Russell’s Square.

I may take some more,
The Duke of Bedford behind,
Or Francis to some.