And now the purple dust of twilight time
Steals across the meadows of my heart
High up in the sky the little stars climb
Always reminding me that we're apart
You wanderd down the lane and far away
Leaving me a song that will not die
Love is now the stardust of yesterday
The music of the years gone by
Sometimes I wonder why I spend
The lonely night dreaming of a song
Steals across the meadows of my heart
High up in the sky the little stars climb
Always reminding me that we're apart
You wondered down the lane and far away
Leaving me a song that will not die
Love is now the stardust of yesterday
The music of the years gone by
Sometimes I wonder why I spend
The lonely nights dreaming of a song
And now the purple dust of twilight time
Steals across the meadows of my heart
High up in the sky, the little stars climb
Always reminding me that we're apart
You wandered down the lane and far away
Leaving me a song that will not die
Love is now the stardust of yesterday
The music of the years gone by
Sometimes I wonder Why I spend the lonely night
Dreaming of a song. the melody haunts my reverie
When our love was new, and each kiss an inspiration
But that was long ago, now my consolation
Beside the garden wall, when stars are bright
And now the purple dusk of twilight time
Steals across the meadows of my heart
High up in the sky the little stars climb
Always reminding me that we're apart
You wander down the lane and far away
Leaving me a song that will not die
Love is now the stardust of yesterday
The music of the years gone by
Sometimes I wonder why I spend
The lonely nights dreaming of a song
The nightingale tells his fairy tale
And now the purple dusk of twilight time
Steals across the meadows of my heart
High up in the sky the little stars climb
Always reminding me that we're apart
You wandered down the lane and far away
Leaving me a song that will not die
Love is now the stardust of yesterday
The music of the years gone by
Sometimes I wonder why I spend
The lonely night dreaming of a song
When our love was new and each kiss and inspiration
But that was long ago now my consolation
Beside a garden wall when stars are bright
The nightingale tells his fairy tale
My stardust melody the memory of love's refrain
Beside a garden wall when stars are bright
And now the purple dusk of twilight time
Steals across the meadows of my heart
High up in the sky the little stars climb
Always reminding me that we're apart
You wonder down the lane and far away
Leaving me a song that will not die
Love is now the stardust of yesterday
The music of the years gone by
Sometimes I wonder why I spend
And now the purple dust of twilight time
Steads across the meadows of my heart
High up in the sky the little stars climb
Always reminding me that we're apart
You wanderd down the lane and far away
Leaving me a song that will not die
Love is now the stardust of yesterday
The music of the years gone by
Sometimes I wonder why I spend
But that was long ago now my consolation
Beside a garden wall when stars are bright
That nightingale tells his fairytale of paradise
And now the purple dust of twilight time
Steals across the meadows of my heart.
High up in the sky the little stars climb,
Always reminding me that we're apart.
You wandered down the lane and far away,
Leaving me a songs that will not die,
Love is now the stardust of yesterday,
The music of the years gone by.
Sometimes I wonder why I spend the lonely night. Dream of a song?
The melody haunts my reverie, And I am once again with you,
When our love was new, and each kiss an inspiration,
But that was long ago: now my consolation is in the stardust of a song.
Beside a garden wall, when stars are bright, you are in my arms.
The nightingale tells his fairy tale of paradise, where roses grew.
And now the purple dust of twilight time
Steals across the meadows of my heart
High up in the sky, the little stars climb
Always reminding me that we're apart
You wanderd down the lane and far away
Leaving me a song that will not die
Love is now the stardust of yesterday
The music of the years gone by
Sometimes I wonder why I spend the lonely nights
Dreaming of a song, that melody haunts my reverie
When our love was new, and each kiss an inspiration
But that was long ago, now my consolation
Beside a garden wall, when stars are bright