The days of wine and roses laugh and run away
like a child at play
Through a meadow land toward a closing door
A door marked "nevermore" that wasn't
there before
The lonely night discloses just a passing
breeze filled with memories
Of the golden smile that introduced me to
The days of wine and roses and you
(The lonely night discloses) just a passing
breeze filled with memories
Of the golden smile that introduced me to
The days of wine and roses and you-oo-oo
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