(Jude Johnstone)Yesterday I thought that I walked alone
And that love was just a memory
But a nightingale followed me back home
And my love was waiting there for me.I had lost my faith as lovers often do
When the storm clouds gather overhead
But the nightingale sang a note so true
That I knew I'd lost my fear instead.And to think that I said love was for fools
And that time would never heal these old wounds
But the nightingale saved a prayer for me
In the twilight he played a faithful tune.
I have heard the lark over in the vale
And I've heard the lonesome whippoorwill
But the sweetest song is the nightingale's
And I know I'll never get my fill...
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