A Rainy Night In Soho

Ive been loving you a long time
Down all the years, down all the days
And Ive 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
I sang you all my sorrows
You told me all your joys
Whatever happened to that old song
To all those little girls and boys
Now the song is nearly over
We may never find out what it means
But theres a light I hold before me
And youre the measure of my dreams
The measure of my dreams
Sometimes I wake up in the morning
The gingerlady by my bed
Covered in a cloak of silence
I hear you in my head
Im not singing for the future
Im not dreaming of the past
Im not talking of the fist time
I never think about the last
Now the song is nearly over
We may never find out what it means
Still theres a light I hold before me
Youre the measure of my dreams
The measure of my dreams