Speak low when you speak love Our summer day withers away too soon, too soon Speak low when you speak love Our moment is swift, like ships adrift, we’re swept apart, too soon Speak low, darling, speak low Love is a spark, lost in the dark too soon, too soon.
I feel wherever I go That tomorrow is near, Tomorrow is here and always too soon, Time is so old and love so brief Love is pure gold and time a thief.