[Elsie:]
You remember the waltz
that they played on that night of the ball.
[Fred:]
On that night of the ball.
[Elsie:]
How it thrilled as it filled
ev'ry heart with delight in the hall.
[Fred:]
Ev'ry heart with delight in the hall.
[Elsie:]
It suggested the strains
of an old lullaby.
[Fred:]
And it brought to the lips
just the touch of a sigh,
[Elsie:]
And it went, let me see,
much like this...
[Fred:]
I too recall...
[Both:]
Farewell, my love, farewell.
With you my last words dwell.
Naught but a few faded roses
Could my fond secret tell,
My heart was ever light
Until we met tonight.
Then came the parting knell of our last farewell.