Moon of gold in the sky, my loving sweetheart said goodbye. Those moonlight kisses that she shared with me are just a memory. By the light of your glow those tender love words whispered low were just a promise that never came true, for she found someone new. How, how was I to know she'd soon go and leave me longing in the moon glow. Since she's gone I'm alone, I have no sweetheart of my own, Just a memory of a love that's grown cold, and a tarnished moon of gold. Since she's gone I'm alone, I have no sweetheart of my own, just a memory of a love that's grown cold, and a tarnished moon of gold.
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