When the sun has gone to sleep so tired and weary
'Round my heart an empty loneliness creeps in
And I die a million times before the morning sun rise
When I think of all the things that might have been

Perhaps there might have been a garden filled with flowers
Where sweet nature and the world are all akin
Welcome contentedness and with peace are always filling the air
Oh my Darling, all the things that might have been

Perhaps there might have been a cute little baby
With an angel smile and chubby fingers ten
And with stubby little toes that always wiggle with gleam
Oh my Darling, all the things that might have been

May be Darling, it is best that we are parting
'Round my heart an earnest prayer keeps within
That you always find real happiness where 'er you go
And I'll find comfort in the things that might have been