Lying by your side I watch you sleeping And in your face the sweetness of a child Murmuring the dreams you won't recapture Though it will haunt the corners of your mind Who can tell when summer turns to autumn And who can point the moment love grows cold Softly happening the joy is over Though why it's gone neither of us know Oh, I've lost you yes, I've lost you I can't reach you anymore We ought to talk it over now But reason can't stand in for feeling Six o'clock the baby will be crying And you will stumble, sleepy, to the door In the chill and sun gray of the morning We play the parts that we have learned too well