Frank Sinatra — The Shadow Of Your Smile

The shadow of your smile When you have gone Will color all my dreams And light the dawn Look into my eyes, my love, and see All the lovely things, you are, to me Our wistful little star It was far, too high A teardrop kissed your lips And so, so did i Now when I remember spring And every little lovely thing I will be remembering The shadow of your smile Your lovely smile