Henry Mancini
Days Of Wine And Roses
The days of wine and roses
Laugh and run away
Like a child at play
Through the meadow land
Toward a closing door
A door marked "Nevermore"
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