Robert Goulet The Story Of A Starry Night
This is the story of a starry night
The faded glory of a new delight
One breathless meeting, two lips repeating
Three precious words that were sweet, but fleeting
When stars are bright my heart keeps wondering why
Our first "goodnight" became our last "goodbye"
I pray that someday love will in some way
Bring back the story of a starry night
One breathless meeting, two lips repeating
Three precious words that were sweet, but fleeting
When stars are bright my heart keeps wondering why
Our first "goodnight" became our last "goodbye"
I pray that someday love will in some way
Bring back thе story of a starry night
