The years creep slowly by, Lorena The snow is on the ground again

The sun's low down the sky, Lorena The frost gleams where the flowers have been

But the heart beats on as warmly now As when the summer days were nigh

Oh, the sun can never dip so low To be down in affection's cloudless sky

A hundred months have passed, Lorena Since last I held that hand in mine

And felt the pulse beat fast, Lorena Though mine beat faster far than thine

A hundred months was flowery May When up that hilly slope we climbed

To watch the dying of the day And hear the distant church bells chime

We loved each other then, Lorena Far more than we ever dared to tell

And what we might have been, Lorena Had our lovings prospered well

But then, tis part, the years roll on I'll not call up their shadowy form

I'll say to them, lost your sleep on Sleep on, the heat of life's belting storms