They stood on the bridge at midnight,
—In a park not far from the 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.