Dorothy Parker - The Last Question lyrics

New love, new love, where are you to lead me? All along a narrow way that marks a crooked line How are you to slake me, and how are you to feed me? With bitter yellow berries, and a sharp new wine New love, new love, shall I be forsaken? One shall go a-wandering, and one of us must sigh Sweet it is to slumber, but how shall we awaken Whose will be the broken heart, when dawn comes by?