Žodžiai dainai: Perry Como. 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