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.