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