Lyrics:
First verse
You loved me once! dear heart, do you remember Our summer days, the autumn's purple bloom? And then our parting in the bleak December; And what you whispered in the trembling gloom? All, all is gone! Those hours of golden glory! The flowers are dead you plucked for me of yore. I stand and listen: ‘tis the old, old story. The winter comes, and you are here no more. The days grow dark, and yet, ah! happy hearted, I hear a sweet bird singing at the pane. The leaves are dead, I know that we are parted; And yet I feel that we shall meet again. The wind is drear, The snows are deeply lying: But yet I see the sunshine on the hill, Love, love! I hear your distant voice replying; Heart of my heart! Heart of my heart, I know you love me still! Heart of my heart, I know you love me still!
Sheldon Harris Collection
