The Good Old Days

de Henry Mancini

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

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