The Last Waltz 1915 'A Maid And A Myth'

James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 30 Oct 2004

[He:] Once more we drift
to the strains of a waltz,
that is plaintive sweet and low.
Once more we are dancing
to music entrancing,
I steal a last kiss e'er we go.
Passed in the night,
and the birds are a singing,
sad the farewell
that the morning is bringing,
to me, who must part
with the one I adore
after one wonderful waltz:

I seem to be lost
in the maze of a dream,
it's a wonderful dream of love.
I feel your warm breath
on my cheek it caresses,
I feel your wee hand on my arm
as it presses
you nearer and nearer,
O, dear are those sighs,
that I hear, are those tears
in your eyes?
My senses are reeling,
the feeling comes stealing
that this wonderful waltz means goodbye.

I seem to be lost
in the maze of a dream,
it's a wonderful dream of love.
I feel your warm breath
on my cheek it caresses,
I feel your wee hand on my arm
as it presses
you nearer and nearer,
O, dear are those sighs,
that I hear, are those tears
in your eyes?
My senses are reeling,
the feeling comes stealing
that this wonderful waltz means goodbye.

[She:] Dear boy, why sad
on this wonderful night,
that was meant for you and I,
for your arms I am burning,
for love I am yearning,
but hours are fast passing by.
Spring's in the air,
and youth still is with us,
sweet is the message of hope
that it brings us,
so why, talk of pain
that may come yet in vain,
on this great night of all nights:

I seem to be lost
in the maze of a dream,
it's a wonderful dream of love.
I feel your warm breath
on my cheek it caresses,
I feel your wee hand on my arm
as it presses
you nearer and nearer,
O, dear are those sighs,
that I hear, are those tears
in your eyes?
My senses are reeling,
the feeling comes stealing
that this wonderful waltz means goodbye.

I seem to be lost
in the maze of a dream,
it's a wonderful dream of love.
I feel your warm breath
on my cheek it caresses,
I feel your wee hand on my arm
as it presses
you nearer and nearer,
O, dear are those sighs,
that I hear, are those tears
in your eyes?
My senses are reeling,
the feeling comes stealing
that this wonderful waltz means goodbye.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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AMAAM06 - The Last Waltz 1915
Music by W.H.Bennett
Lyrics by R.F.Field & W.L.Van Saint
© 1915 by C.M.Ferguson
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sequence and karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Saturday 30 October 2004 at 22.23
in association with Doug Grierson
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University Of Illinois
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