When day is done and the Sun has set,
A glass of wine in hand and yet,
The memories of those days gone by,
May bring a tear to my eye.
Remembering the first time that we met,
Brings back an emotion, I won't forget.
When day is done and the Sun has set,
A glass of wine in hand and yet,
The memories of those days gone by,
May bring a tear to my eye.
Remembering the first time that we met,
Brings back an emotion, I won't forget.