Sometimes I wonder why I spend The lonely night dreaming of a song; The melody haunts my reverie And I am once again with you. That was long ago, When each kiss was an inspiration; Now you were in my arms, And my consolation Is in the stardust of a song, Beside a garden wall, When the stars are bright You are in my arms; The little nightengale sings his fairytale Of paradise where roses grew, Though I dream in vain In my heart it will remain My stardust melody, The memory of love's refrain. When I'm all alone And thought I was with you, I get so lonesome, honey, just for you, I love to hear you sing that song.
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