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From the recording TIME WAS
THE SONG (words by John Erskine, adapted by Louis Rosen)
A song lay silent in my pen / Where yesterday I found it, / Right cozy in its gloomy den, / With a melody wrapped around it. / Through all the years I waited so / To find the song that minute; / I thought I loved the pen; but no! / I loved the song within it!
The song, that song— / A song lay silent in my pen. / I found that song / Right cozy in its gloomy den. / Yesterday, I thought I loved the pen; but no, — / I’d waited oh, so long, / So long, / So long / To hear that silent song!
Today my lady sang to me / My song in sweetest fashion: / Unwrapped it from its melody / In the glory of its passion. / As one might see a blossom grow, / But not the sun above it, / I thought I loved the song; but no! / I loved her singing of it!
The song, that song,— / Today my lady sang to me / My silent song, / Unwrapped it from its melody. / Yesterday I thought I loved the song, but no! / I’d waited oh, so long, / So long, / So long / To hear her sing my song.
The song, that song— / I found my song. / I’d waited oh, so long, / So long, / So long / To hear her sing, / To hear my song, / To hear her sing my song.
© 2012 Louis Rosen, Lullwater Music, ASCAP. All Rights Reserved.