Dreaming Alone…   In the dead of night In a coal-black room The only lights on my horizon Are those of you My Star, my guide through the winter nights To the coming of the dawn And the thawing of my heart So warm, so warm, we used to say As autumn approached through the mists of love And all that we have left, may be today As fleeting as the fleeing sun Come to me now, O love of mine And dance with me till the dawn As winter flies on icy wings With the coming of tomorrow...