| lyric | Midnight. Not a sound from the pavement.
Has the moon lost her memory?
She is smiling alone.
In the lamplight
the withered leaves collect at my feet
and the wind begins to moon.
Memory. All alone in the moonlight
I can smile at the ols days.
Life was beautiful then.
I remember
the times I knew what happiness was,
let the memory live again.
Ev’ry street lamp seems to beat
a fatalistic warning.
Someone mutters
and a streetlamp gutters,
and soon ist ill be morning.
Dayligth, I must wait for the sunries,
I mast think of a new life,
and I mustn’t give in.
When the dawn comes
tonight weill be a memory to me.
And a new day will begin.
Burnt out all of smoky says
the stale cold smell of morning.
The street lamp dies,
another night is over,
another day is dwaning
Touch me. It’s so easy to leave me
all alone with the memory
of my days in the sun.
If you touch me
you understand what happiness is..
Look, a new day has begun. |