Midnight
Not a sound from the pavement
Has the moon lost her memory?

She is smiling alone
In the lamplight
The withered leaves collect at my feet

And the wind begins to moan

Every streetlamp

Seems to beat a fatalistic warning
Someone mutters
And the streetlamp gutters

And soon it will be morning

Daylight

I must wait for the sunrise
I must think of a new life
And I mustn't give in

When the dawn comes
Tonight will be a memory too
And a new day will begin


Touch me
It's so easy to leave me

All alone with the memory
Of my days in the sun
If you touch me

You'll understand what happiness is

Look

A new day has begun.