The stars are shining bright tonight
And the moon is gently glowing
The land is softly bathed in light
But a cold, cold wind is blowing
Yes, a cold, cold wind is blowing
My eyes no longer see the sun
Nor yet all the skylarks flying
The time for weeping has begun
And I am in sorrow crying
Yes, I am in sorrow crying
Where is the joy that was so true
O where is the love o’er-flowing
Lost are the dreams that I once knew
With heartache and sadness growing
Yes, heartache and sadness growing
The stars are shining bright tonight
But the world is gently sighing
Who will now hold me warm and tight
For my soul is slowly dying
Yes, my soul is slowly dying
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