Come Back To Surriento O'er the sea the sunlight dancing , waking thoughts of tender feeling, I have seen your eyes reflecting, this same light that makes me dream.
When I pass a lovely garden, breathing scent of many blossoms; There's a mem'ry and a picture of you within my heart.
Now you say goodbye I'm leaving this poor heart of mine is grieving; Can it be that you've forgotten? Can it be that love is gone? Say not farewell and leave a heart that's borken .