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’d be here with a flower Streetlamps flutter like fireflies I wish I hadn’t a told you all of those love lies Where could you go at this hour? Has all our love lost its power? I miss you more hour by hour The roses seem to smell sour Streetlamps flutter like fireflies I wished I hadn’t a told you all of those love lies Stopped by your house, saw your lamp lit NotRead More →