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, Now my consolation, Is the stardust of a song. Beside a garden wall, When stars are bright, You are in my arms. The nightingale tells his fairy tale, A paradise where roses bloom, Though I dream in vain. In my heart it will remain, My stardust melody, The memory of love's refrain. in Memorium Leigh HArris
