Yes! Yes! I Dare Say It Is So, And You Should Be Pitied, But How Could I Know, Watching Alone By The Moon-Lit Bay; But That Is Past For Many A Day, For The Woman That Loved, Died Years Ago, Years Ago. She Had Loving Eyes, With A Wistful Look In Their Depths That Day, And I Know You Took Her Face In Your Hands And Read It O'Er, As If You Should Never See It More; You Were Right, For She Died Long Years Ago, Years Ago. Had I Trusted You - For Trust, You Know Will Keep Love'S Fire Forever Aglow; Then What Would Have Mattered Storm Or Sun, But The Watching - The Waiting, All Is Done; For The Woman That Loved, Died Years Ago, Years Ago. Yes; I Think You Are Constant, True And Good, I Am Tired, And Would Love You If I Could; I Am Tired, Oh, Friend, Tired Out; And Yet, Can We Make Sweet Morn Of The Dim Sunset? The Woman That Loved, Died Years Ago, Years Ago. Not A Pulse Of My Heart Is Stirred By You, No; Even Your Tears Cannot Move Me Now; So Leave Me Alone, What Is Said Is Said, What Boots Your Prayers, She Is Dead! Is Dead! The Woman You Loved, Long Years Ago, Years Ago.