The Kiss of Long Ago.

I wait in the twilight shadows

For your kiss of long ago!

For the touch of your hand on my weary brow,

For the smile I used to know!

You're gone and I'm weary and long is the way,

The years drift slowly by

The glory of Life has gone from me,

And the Voice of the World is a cry

Oh! Kiss of long ago!

My kiss of long ago!

My Come o'er the wreckage of crumbled dreams,

My kiss of long ago!