CMidnight,
not a sound from the Amipavement,
has the moon lost her Fmemory?
She is smilling aEmilone
in the Dmi7lamplight the withered G7leaves colAmilect at my feet
and the Gsuswind G7begins to Cmoan
Memory,
all alone in the Amimoon light
I can smile at the Fold days,
I was beautiful Emithen.
I reDmi7member the time I knew what Amihappiness was,
let the Gsusmemory G7live aCgain.
EmiEvery Fstreet lamp Eseems to Fbeat
a EmifatalCisD7tic Gwarning.
EmiSomeone Ami mutters
and a D7street lamp Gguters
and Emisoon it A7will be Dmorning
CDay light,
I must wait for the Amisunrise,
I must thing or a Fnew life
and I mustn´t give Emiin.
When the Dmidawn comes tonight
will G7be a Amimemory too
and a Gsusnew day G7will beCgin.
EmiBurn´t out Fends of
Emismoky Fdays
the Emistale cold Csmell D7of the Gmorning.
{Emi]The street Amilamp dies
another D7night is Gover,
Emianother A7day is Ddawning.
Touch me,
CIt´s so easy to Amileave me,
all alone with the Fmemory
of my days in the Emisun.
If you Dmitouch me
you'll underG7stand what Amihappiness is.
Look a Gsusnew day,
G7has beCgun.
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