Tonight there's music and dancing

S. Schlesinger

Tonight there's music and dancing,

and the house is gleaming bright;

above on yonder window

there's a shadow against the light.

Thou seest me not in the darkness,

I stand here alone apart.

Still less canst thou be gazing

into my gloomy, gloomy heart.

My gloomy heart still loves thee,

it loves thee, tho' forgot,

and breaks and throbs and is bleeding,

but thou, thou seest it not.