My love has gone. My dreams have passed away. Her funny way, my sunny day are gone And, yet, I think of her when first we met, When first we loved before my love was gone. I hear her voice beside me in the night. I see her hand, yet here I stand alone. And, yet, I think of her when first we met, When first we loved before my love was gone. My love has gone and ever, Ever will I be a star-crossed lover tossed upon the sea. And, yet, I think of her when first we met, When first we loved before my love was gone.