Thinking Of You
Composer(s): A.H. Eastman - Fred Heltman



When the roses were in blossom, and the soft wind sang low
we were sitting in the gloaming, in the long, long ago
Then you told me how you loved me, that old story, ever new
and you kissed me, I remember, now I'm thinking of you

There's a faded little flower I have treasured with care
on my bossom it reposes, I am keeping it there
'T is a rosebud that you gave me, and the rose is ever true
I am thinking, fondly thinking, yes, I'm thinking of you

In the twilight, softly falling, at the quiet closing of day
tender memories I'm recalling, as the hours are passing away
and the shadows now are flitting, while the bright stars peep through
By the firelight I am sitting, and I'm thinking, dearest, of you