作词 : Ernest Charles
作曲 : Ernest Charles
When I have sung my songs to you
I'll sing no more...
Twould be a sacrilege to sing
At another door
We've worked so hard
To hold our dreams...
Just you and I
I could not share them all again
I'd rather die
With just the thought
That I had loved so well...
So true
That I could never sing again
No, I could never
Never sing again
Except
To you
