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
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 [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...