Copyright, 1891, by J. Aldrich Libbey.
Words and Music by Harry T. Dekker.
Twilight shadows fall and evening shades draw on:
My thoughts are all of thee, love, though thou so far away,
Thinking to-night of days that were so bright,
Of happy moments spent, my love, while strolling down the lane.
Together, hand in hand, we passed the old mill pond,
And our hearts were light and gay, as the brightest summer day.
'Twill not be long ere we shall meet,
And mem'ries of the past, love, will keep thee ever before me;
® Thine eyes so bright are with me to-night,
And smiles so loving, sweet and true-oh, love, I long for you.
Sweetheart, ne'er forget the days when first we met,
For sorrows come and trials, too, our hearts tho', love, are firm, true;
Mem'ries still remain to cheer us in all pain,
So when distress or fears annoy, dear love, think of the past.
Our joy was, oh, so great, as we walked to the gate,
Our hearts full of delight, when we parted for the night- Chorus.