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

My lonely heart 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 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

My lonely heart discloses just a passing breeze filled with memories
Of the golden smile that introduced me to
The days of wine and roses
The days of wine and roses
The days of wine and roses and you