The heart is playing
Every beat it knows
Of love it's saying
As it comes and goes
In departing dreams
Full of morning dew
Where everything seems
Only for me and you
Yesterday’s memories
Filling in time wows
Like leaves on trees
In morning dew glows
And love that we had
While days were young
Singing made us glad
And love made us long
The heart is playing
Its endless melody
And years are staying
In memory's time free
Our dreams are growing
Of affection reveries
While years are going
Into time of memories
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