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 smile at the old days

I was beautiful then

I remember the time

I knew what happiness was

let the memory

live again

Every streetlamp

seems to beat

a fatalistic warning

Someone mutters

and the 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 musn't give in

When the dawn comes

tonight will be

a memory too

and a new day

will begin

Burnt out ends

of smoky days

the stale, cold

smell of morning

A streetlamp dies

another night is over

another day is dawning...

Touch me

it's so easy to leave me

all alone with my memory

of my days in the sun

If you touch me

you'll understand

what happiness is

look, a new day...

has begun...