All right, let's see here.
Whatever shall I play for you?
Sometimes I wonder why I spend
the melody haunts my reverie
and I am once again with you
that was long ago now my consol
ation is in the stardust of a
Yes, be side the garden wall,
and Nightingale tells his fairy tale.
A paradise where roses grew
In my heart it always will remain
It's the memory of love's refrain.
