There's no use of a moonlight glow or the peaks where winter snows What's the use of the waves that break in the cool of the evening What is the evening without you, it's nothing It may be you will never come, if you never come to me What's the use of my wonderful dreams, and why would they need me Where would they lead me without you? To nowhere What's the use of my wonderful dreams, and why would they need me Where would they lead me without you? To nowhere.