stopped by your house
saw your lamp lit
not a sign of you in it
where could you go at this hour?
has all our love lost its power?
i said i would be here with our flower
street lamps flutter like fireflies
i wished i hadn't told you
all of those love lies
repeating of parts i miss you more hour by hour
the roses seem to smell sour
repeating of parts butter lamps flutter like fireflies
repeating of parts