dream.
It was but yesterday
we met in a d r e a m
You have sung to me
in my a l o n e n e s s
And I
of your l o n g i n g s
have built a tower in the sky
But now
our sleep has fled
and our dream is o v e r
and it is no longer dawn
The noontide is upon us
and our half waking
has turned to fuller day
and we must p a r t
If in the t w i l i g h t of memory
we should meet once more
we shall speak again together
and you shall sing to me
a d e e p e r song
And if our hands
should meet in another dream
we shall build
another tower in the sky
