The Song of Songs

Do you recall that night in June when first we met?
Do you remember love the words we spoke?
Have you forgotten all the tender vows we made
In the silent magical moon beams light

Gone are the golden dreams
With summer roses
And all of our tender-est vows
Were made but to be broken

Song of songs, song of memory
And broken melody of love and life
Never more to me can that melody
Fill the heart with the joy once it knew

Oh night of bliss, night of June and love
Beneath the stars amid the roses
Oh dream of delight that faded at dawn