They stood on the bridge at midnight,
 In a park not far from town;
 They stood on the bridge at midnight
 Because they didn't sit down.
 The moon rose o'er the city
 Behind the dark church spire;
 The moon rose o'er the city
 And kept on rising higher.
 How often, oh! how often
 They whispered words so soft;
 How often, oh! how often,
 How often, oh! how oft.