Days Of Wine And Roses

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 --- Days of Wine and Roses - Nancy Wilson