Last night another held me in his arms a lover's moon was shining bright and clear He whispered words of love so tenderly But I couldn't say the words he longed to hear I thought of you and things that might have been I thought of you and it was useless to pretend Oh when he asked me if I loved him too I closed my eyes sweetheart and thought of you Well as he held me tightly in his arms I tried to find the thrill that we once knew It could have hurt to his heart if he had known that I was just pretending it was you I thought of you...