My grandparents referred to this as “their song.” If you aren't familiar with it, many claim that it's the greatest song ever written. Hear it for yourself here -
https://youtu.be/DjU6ZjrQulc ↗️
“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, how 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.
Besides the garden wall, when stars are bright,
You are in my arms.
The nightingale
Tells his fairytale
Of paradise, where roses grew.
Though I dream in vain,
In my heart it will remain
My stardust melody,
The memory of love's refrain.”