has your song ended?
have the instruments been put away?
has the singer gone to rest?
is this the end of the day?
are the dancers all tired,
the floor no longer filled?
do the spectators never come,
because they've lost the will?

will i never see you dancing,
waltzing through the room?
will i never hear you singing
under the light of the moon?
has your broken heart unlearned to love
all too quick and soon?