The words
You whisper now
Only vanish with the moon;
Though lovers in the night,
We are strangers when it's noon.

The stars are dim
And once again
They'll fade away;
Oh, why,
Oh, darling, why
Must love grow dark
When it is day?

I am the same in the daylight---
Why should the morning obscure love?
See, I'm the same in the daylight!
Oh, darling, please see.

It's after dawn
And as your hand
Now draws away,
I pray,
Oh, how I pray,
You'll love me still
When it is day.