The Days of Wine and Roses
HENRY N. MANCINI, JOHNNY MERCER
The days of wine and roses
Laugh and run away like a child at play
Through a meadowland, toward a closing door
A door marked never more 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