When the sun has gone to sleep so tired and weary Round my heart an empty loneliness creeps in And I die a million times before the morning sunrise When I think of all the things that might have been Oh, there might have been a garden there filled with flowers Where sweet nature and the world are all akin Where contentment and where peace are always filling the hours Oh, my darling, all the things that might have been How I schemed and planned a cozy cute little love nest Where we two could always find real happiness Where the pleasant comforts of a home are ever within Oh, my darling, all the things that might have been And perhaps there might have been a sweet little baby With an angels smile and chubby fingers ten And whose stubby little pinky toes would wiggle with glee Darlin, Darlin, all the things that might have been Maybe, Darlin, it is for the best that we parted In my heart an earnest prayer lied deep within That youll always find real happiness wherever you go Ill find comfort in the things that might have been
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