Song Of Songs

Do you recall that night in June when first we met?

Do you remember Love the words we spoke?

Have you forgotten all the tender vows we made

in the silent magical moonbeams light?

Gone are the golden dreams

with summer roses,

And all of our tender-est vows

were made but to be broken . . .

Song of songs,

Song of memory,

and broken melody of love and life

nevermore to me

can that melody

fill the heart

with the joy once it knew . . .

Oh night of bliss, night of June and love

beneath the stars amid the roses . . .

Oh dream of delight that faded at dawn

Oh song of songs,

Oh night of bliss,

When you were my whole world of love!

[instrumental break]

When you were my whole world of love . . .

Of love!