far apart, her heart is yearning -- 1912

Speranza 1912 we were sailing along on moonlight bay we could hear the voices ringing they seemed to say you have stolen her heart now don't go ’way as we sang love's old sweet song on moonlight bay voices hum, crooning over Moonlight Bay banjos strum, tuning while the moonbeams play all alone, unknown they find me memories like these remind me of the girl I left behind me down on Moonlight Bay candle lights gleaming on the silent shore lonely nights, dreaming till we meet once more far apart, her heart, is yearning with a sigh for my returning with the light of love still burning as in of days of yore.