Midnightnot a sound from the pavement
Has the moon lost her mem'ry
In the lamplight the withered leaves collect at my feet
And the wind begins to moan
Mem'ryall alone in the moonlight
I can smile at the old days life was beautiful then
I remember the time I knew what happiness was
Let the mem'ry live again
Ev'ry street lamp seems to beat a fatalistic warning
Someone mutters and a street lamp gutters
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 too
Burnt out ends of smoky days
The stale cold smell of morning
The street lamp dies another night is over;
Touch me It's so easy to leave me
All alone with my mem'ry of my days in the sun
If you touch me you'll understand what happiness is