Sitting alone in the moonlight
Thinking of the days gone by
Each little star seems to whisper and say
I can still hear her saying goodbye
Your sweetheart has found another
Wondering about my darling
Oh, the moon grows pale as I sit here
I can still hear her saying goodbye
Your sweetheart has found another
Each little star seems to whisper and say
Wondering about my darling
Oh, the moon grows pale as I sit here
And now she's far, far away