Copyright © 2004 by Paul Howarth
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Sometimes, when I'm sitting alone,
Dreaming alone in the gloom,
There comes, on the wings of the twilight,
Sweet music that fills the room.
I know not from whither it comes,
I know not what message it brings,
Though my soul of its burden is lighten'd
By the sweet voice that plaintively sings,
That plaintively sings,
And all around is still;
While the music faints and falls,
But my heart leaps loud with the tender joy
That old song recalls;
But my heart leaps loud with the tender joy
That old, old song recalls.

Sometimes, when I'm sitting alone,
Sobbing alone in the night,
There floats, with the scent of the flowers,
On moonbeams weird and white
The thrill of a well known voice
That I thought was silent for aye,
With the cadence I lov'd to hear
In years that have roll'd away,
In years roll'd away,
And all around is still;
While the music faints and falls,
But my heart leaps loud with the passionate joy
That old song recalls;
But my heart leaps loud with the passionate joy
That old, old song recalls.

That old, old song.
My heart leaps loud with the passionate joy
That old, old song recalls.

By Arthur Sullivan
Generated by NoteWorthy Composer

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