In the gloaming, oh my darling

When the lights are soft and low

And the quiet shadows, falling,

Softly come and softly go



When the trees are sobbing faintly

With a gentle unknown woe



Will you think of me and love me,

As you did once, long ago



In the gloaming, oh my darling

Think not bitterly of me

Though I passed away in silence

Left you lonely, set you free



For my heart was tossed with longing

What had been could never be



It was best to leave you thus, dear,

Best for you, and best for me



In the gloaming, oh my darling

When the lights are soft and low

Will you think of me, and love me

As you did once long ago