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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