Lying by your side I watch you sleeping

And in your face the sweetness of a child

Murmuring the dreams you won't recapture

Though it will haunt the corners of you mind

Who can tell when summer turns to autumn

And who can point the moment love grows cold

Softly happening the joy is over

Though why it's gone neither of us know

Oh, I've lost you yes, I've lost you

I can't reach you anymore

We ought to talk it over now

But reason can't stand in for feeling

Six o'clock the baby will be crying

And you will stumble, sleepy, to the door

In the chill and sun gray of the morning

We play the parts that we have learned to well