oh when my love my darling you ve left me here alone i ll walk the streets of london which once seemed all our own the vast suburban churches together we have found the ones which smelt of gaslight the ones in incense drown d i ll use them now for praying in and not for looking round no more the hackney empire shall find us in its stalls when on the limelit crooner the thankful curtain falls and soft electric lamplight reveals the gilded walls i will not go to finsbury park the putting course to see nor cross the crowded high road to williamsons to tea for these and all the other things were part of you and me i love you oh my darling and what i can t make out is why since you have left me i m somehow still about