An age of innocence ago
I thought that love was never died
But like the everlasting sky go on and on
But now I’m old enough to know
That life is just a summer flower

That lives a tiny little hour
And soon is gone

Who, when my life is through
Who will know the joys
I have known with you
Who will touch your face
Sleep in your embrace
Who will take my place
When I sleep alone

Who when my day is done
Who will hold the hand
Of my pretty one
Who will climb the heights
Finding in your nights
All those wild delights
Only I have known

You say you’ll always love me but
Time has another claim
Why do the gods above me
Play this cynical game

Life, isn’t what it seems
Fickle as the wind
As fragile as our dreams
When I end my years
Who will ease your pain
Kiss away your tears
And bury me again