In the evening when I sit alone a-dreaming Of days gone by, love, to me so dear, There's a picture that in fancy oft' appearing, Brings back the time, love, when you were near. It is then I wonder where you are, my darling, And if your heart to me is still the same. For the sighing wind and nightingale a-singing Are breathing only your own sweet name. Sweet Adeline, (My Adeline,) My Adeline, (My Adeline,) At night, dear heart, (At night, dear heart,) For you I pine. (For you I pine.) In all my dreams, (In all my dreams,) Your fair face beams. (Your fair face beams.) You're the flower of my heart, Sweet Adeline. (My Adeline.)