In The Gloaming

In the gloaming, oh my darling

When the lights are soft and low

And the quiet shadows, falling,

Softly come and softly go

When the trees are sobbing faintly

With a gentle unknown woe

Will you think of me and love me,

As you did once, long ago

In the gloaming, oh my darling

Think not bitterly of me

Though I passed away in silence

Left you lonely, set you free

For my heart was tossed with longing

What had been could never be

It was best to leave you thus, dear,

Best for you, and best for me

In the gloaming, oh my darling

When the lights are soft and low

Will you think of me, and love me

As you did once long ago