Past Valentine

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 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 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.

With thanks to Hoagy Carmichael who wrote Stardust, and, of course, to Nat King Cole who sang Stardust better than anyone else ever could.