Letras
What lips my lips have kissed
And where and why
I have forgotten
And what arms have lain
Under my head 'til morning
But the rain is full of ghosts tonight
That tap and sigh upon the glass
And listen for reply
And in my heart there stirs a quiet pain
For unremembered lads that not again
Will turn to me at midnight with a cry
Thus in the winter stands the lonely tree
Nor knows what birds have vanished one by one
Yet knows its boughs more silent than before
I cannot say what loves have come and gone
I only know that summer sang in me
A little while
That in me sings no more