The Days of Wine and Roses

The days of wine and roses

Laugh and run away like a child at play

Through the meadowland, 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 days of wine and roses

Laugh and run away like a child at play

Through the meadowland toward a closing door

A door marked "nevermore", that wasn't there before

The lonely night, lonely night, discloses just a passing breeze

Filled with memories of the golden smile that introduced me to

The days of wine and roses

There was a day of wine and roses

The day of wine and roses and you

Wine and roses and you

Days of wine and roses and you