With the man I love who loves me not, br I walked in the street-lamps' flare; br We watched the world go home that night br In a flood through Union Square. br br I leaned to catch the words he said br That were light as a snowflake falling; br Ah well that he never leaned to hear br The words my heart was calling. br br And on we walked and on we walked br Past the fiery lights of the picture shows -- br Where the girls with thirsty eyes go by br On the errand each man knows. br br And on we walked and on we walked, br At the door at last we said good-bye; br I knew by his smile he had not heard br My heart's unuttered cry. br br With the man I love who loves me not br I walked in the street-lamps' flare -- br But oh, the girls who can ask for love br In the lights of Union Square.