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 moan.
Memory,
All alone in the moonlight,
I can smile at the old days,
Life was beautiful then.
I remember the time I knew what happiness was
Let the memory live again...
Every street lamp seems to beat
A fatalistic warning.
Someone mutters...
And the street lamp gutters
And soon it will be morning...
Daylight,
I must wait for 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 new day... Will begin.
Burnt out ends...
Of smoky days
The stale cold smell of morning.
A street lamp dies
Another night is over,
Another day is dawning.
Touch me,
It is so easy to leave me
All alone with the memory
Of my days in the sun
If you'll touch me,
You'll understand what happiness is
Look, a new day... Has begun...
Look, a new day... Has begun...

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