Midnight. Not a sound from the pavement. Has moon lost her memory. She is smiling alone. In the lamplight the withered leaves collect at my feet And wind begins to moan. Memory - all alone the moonlight. I can dream of the old days
Life was beautiful then. I remember the time I knew what happiness was. Let the memory live again. street lamps seems to beat a fatalistic Someone mutters and a streetlamp sputters and soon it will be morninc
Daylight - I must wait the sunrise. I must think of a new life And I mustn't give in. When the dawn comes tonight will be a memory too. And a day will begin. Burnt out ends of smoky days the stale cold smell of morning.
streetlamp dies another night is over another day is dawning. Touch me - it's so easy to leave me. AU. with the memory Of my in the sun. If you touch me youll understand what happiness is. Look a new day has begun.