Frank Sinatra

And now the purple dust of twilight time
steals across the meadows of my heart.
High up in the sky the little stars climb,
allways 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,
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 nightengale tells his fairy tale
of a paradise where roses grew.
Though I dream in vain,
in my heart you shall remain:
My stardust melody, the memory of love's refrain
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Written by: Hoagy Carmichael / Mitchell Parish
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