Midnight Not a sound from the pavment Has the moon lost her mem´ry She is smiling alone In the lamplight The Withered leaves collect at my feet And the wind Begins to mourn Mem´ry All alone in the moonlight I can dream of the old days Life was beautiful then I remember The time I knew what happiness was Let the mem´ry Live again Every streetlapm Seems to beat A fatalistict warning Someone mutters And the streetlamp sputters 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 to And the new day Will begin A burned out ends Of smoky days The stale cold smell of morning The streetlapm dies Another night is over Another day is dawning Touch me It´s so easy to leave me All alone with the mem´ry Of my days in the sun If you touch me You´ll understand what happiness is Look a new day Has begone
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