The Days of Wine and Roses
Johnny Mercer, Henry Mancini
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