In the still of the night as I gaze from my window

At the moon in its flight, my thoughts all stray to you



In the still of the night while the world is in slumber

Oh, the times without number, darling, when I say to you:



"Do you love me as I love you?

Are you my life-to-be, my dream come true?"

Or will this dream of mine fade out of sight

Like the moon growing dim on the rim of the hill

In the chill still of the night