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 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
