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 dream of 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
 fatalistic warning
 Someone mutters and the street lamp sputters
 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 [bad word] 
 Tonight will be a memory too
 And a new day will begin
 Burnt out ends of smoky days
 The stale court smell of morning
 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...