STAR DUST
Bing Crosby 

And now the purple dusk of twilight time
Steals across the meadow of my heart.
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 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.
And now my consolation 
Is in the stardust of a song.

Beside a garden wall where stars are bright
You are in my arms.
A nightingale sings its fairy tale
Of paradise where roses bloom.

Though I dream in vain
In my heart it will remain
That stardust melody
The memory of love's refrain.

From:  NancyRee@aol.com