Sometimes I wonder why I spend,
The lonely night dreaming of a song.
The melody haunts my memory,
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 star dust of a song.
Beside the garden wall when stars are bright,
You are in arms.
The nightingale tells his fairy tales,
Of paradise where roses grow.

An' though I dream in vain,
In my heart there always will remain,
My stardust melody:
The memory of love's refrain.

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An' though I dream in vain,
In my heart there always will remain,
My stardust melody:
The memory of love's refrain.

Instrumental interlude.

An' though I dream in vain,
In my heart there always will remain,
My stardust melody:
The memory of love's refrain.