The Nightingale

Yesterday I thought that I walked alone

And that love was just a memory

But a nightingale

Followed me back home

Where my love was

Waiting there for me

I have lost my faith as lovers often do

When the storm clouds gather overhead

But a nightingale sang a note so true

That I knew I’d lost my fear instead

And to think that I said

Love was for fools

And that time would never heal

These old wounds

But the nightingale saved a prayer for me

In the twilight, he played a faithful true

I have heard the lark over the vale

And I’ve heard the lonesome whippoorwill

But the sweetest song is the nightingale’s

And I know I’ll never get my fill

And to think that I said love for fools

And that time would never heal these old wounds

But the nightingale saved a prayer for me

In the twilight, he played a faithful tune