Lletres: Shirley Temple. Goodnight My Love.

Goodnight, my love,
the tired old moon is decending,
good night
my love,
my moment with you now is ending.
It was so heavenly,
holding you,
close to me,
it will be heavenly,
to hold you,
again,
in my dreams.
The stars,
above,
has promised to meet us tomorrow,

till then,
my love,
how dreary the new day will seem,
so for the present dear,
we'll have to part,
sleep tight,
my love,
good night,
my love,
remember that you're mine
sweetheart.