star dust

Pat Boone

And now the purple dusk of twilight time steals across the meadows of my heart
High up in the sky the little stars climb always reminding me that we're apart
You wander 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 nights 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 and now my consolation is in the stardust of a song
Beside the garden wall when stars are bright, you are in my arms
The nightingale tells his fairy tale of paradise where roses grew
Though I dream in vain in my heart you will remain my stardust melody, the memory of love's refrain