DAYS OF WINE AND ROSES
BILL EVANS
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
Oh, the days of wine and roses and you
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
Oh, the days of wine and roses and you
