Billie Holiday - Speak Low

Speak low
When you speak, love
Our summer day withers away
Too soon, too soon
Speak low
When you speak, love
Our moment is swift,
Like ships adrift,
We're swept apart, too soon
Speak low, darling, speak low
Love is a spark, lost in the dark
Too soon, too soon
I feel wherever I go
That tomorrow is near,
Tomorrow is here
And always too soon
Time is so old and love so brief
Love is pure gold and time a thief
We're late, darling, we're late
The curtain descends,
Ev'rything ends
Too soon, too soon
I wait, darling, I wait
Will you speak low to me,
Speak love to me
And soon

(Kurt Weill / Ogden Nash)