Matt Monro Days Of Wine And Roses
The days of wine and roses
Laugh and run away
Just 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 as just a passing breeze
Filled with memories
Of the golden smile that introduced me to
The days of wine and roses and you
