stopped by your house
   saw your lamp lit
   not a sign of you in it
   where could you go at this hour?
   has all our love lost its power?
   i said i would be here with our flower
   street lamps flutter like fireflies
   i wished i hadn't told you
   all of those love lies
   repeating of parts    i miss you more hour by hour
   the roses seem to smell sour
   repeating of parts    butter lamps flutter like fireflies
   repeating of parts