O cruel mind
That in my sleep
You should haunt me
With dreams of things long gone by
Of things that’re gone with the times

Remind me not
Of her beautiful eyes
Nor of the glistening hair
Which fell low
Like a cascade of rippling waters
Nor of the smile
That for a while
Would set my heart afire

Revive not memories of happy days
Of times gone by
Dreams of another day
That should by now have faded away

The dreams, the hopes are no more
The wound in my heart’s still deep
And each time you remind me I weep

So haunt me not any longer, cruel mind
For she is gone
Gone with the times.