Lorina

The years creep slowly by, Lorina Snow is on the grass again The sun is sinking low, Lorina Frost is where the flowers have been The music softly plays, Lorina Happy sounds have left today The music's sad and low, Lorina Where once it rang so loud and gay I hardly feel the snow, Lorina I know the darkness soon will pass We'll sing our songs again, Lorina You'll be in my arms at last Yes, you'll be in my arms at last