In the hour of love
When shadows pass and sunlight fades away
And the moon is a rose of gray
That blooms above
Then is the hour of love
And she comes to me
Like a vision from the past
And she comes to me
Like the first time and the last
In the hour of love
In the hour of love
When the lonely night lies waiting at your door
And the world you have known before
Is not enough
Then is the hour of love
And she comes to me
Like the breaking of the day
And she comes to me
Like the song she used to play
And she comes to me
Like the first time and the last
In the hour of love