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And now the purple dust of twilight time
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Steals across the meadow of myheart.
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Highup in the sky, thelittle stars climb,
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Always reminding me that we're apart.
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You wander the lane and far away,
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Leaving me a song that will not die,
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Love is now the stardust of yesterday,
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The music of the years gone by.
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Sometimes I wonder why I spend
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The lonely nights dreaming of a song,
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The melody, haunts my revery
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And am once again withyou,
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When our love was new, and kiss an inspiration.
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But that was long ago,
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Now my consolation is in the stardust of a song.
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Beside the garden wall, when stars are bright, you are in my arms,
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The nightingale tells his fairytale, a paradise where roses bloom,
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Though I dream in vain....
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In my heart it will remain, my stardust melody,
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The memory of love's refrain.
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Stardust
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| Harry Connick Jr. |
