Her eyes get gray and cloudy And the rain begins to fall Love is gone so what can matter No sweet lover man comes to call She breathes a sigh of sadness Like the wind that stirs the trees Wind that starts the leaves to swaying Like some violins are playing Weird and haunting melodies That's how she got her name Somehow she's not the same And pretty dreams will rise up Where her other dreams fell through Hurry new love, hurry near To kiss away each lonely tear