Serenade (Overhead The Moon Is Beaming)
Composer(s): Sigmund Romberg; Dorothy Donnelly
Performer(s): Howard Marsh
and multiple other artists



Overhead, the moon is beaming 
White as blossoms on the bough
Nothing is heard but the song of a bird
Filling all the air with dreaming
Would my heart but still it's beating
Only you can tell it how, beloved
From your window give me greeting 
Hear my eternal vow

Soft in the trees lies the echo of my longing
While all around you my dreams of rapture throng
My soul, my joy, my hope, my fear
Your heart must tell you that I am near
List from above while I pour out my love 
For you know through my life you are love'd
Oh, hear my longing cry, oh, love me or I die

Overhead, the moon is beaming
White as blossoms on the bough
Nothing is heard but the song of a bird
Filling all the air with dreaming 
Would my heart but still it's beating
Only you can tell it how, beloved
From your window give me greeting
I swear my eternal love