the moon that rose now descended   and the love one shared now had ended   and soon the day would come   and when the day had come    the light that fell at dawn was cold   the warmth of you had gone   a taste of loneliness   cut through theearliness and oh   the wind sang of you softly they said   all my fav'rite dreams were dead   leaving a cloud of sadness in my head   and though i'm buried in a sad song of the   morning wind,i know the day would bring,   another song for me to sing   but when the day had come   the light fell at dawn was cold   the warmth of you was gone