Nat King Cole

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 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 year 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 and inspiration.