When lilacs return in spring,
Will you?
When larks in the meadows sing,
Will you?
When clouds of a summer storm dissolve,
And starlight shimmers through,
Will you?

When wild geese of autumn fly,
Will you?
When hearth fires of winter die,
Will you?
Time rushes by,
Memories fade,
Dreams never do.
I will be ever true,
Will you?

When wild geese of autumn fly,
Will you?
As I lay there wondering why,
Will you?
Time rushes by,
Memories fade,
Dreams never do.
I will be ever true,
Will you?