Bill Evans — The Days Of Wine And Roses

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!