TOO BEAUTIFUL TO LAST
WRITERS RICHARD RODNEY BENNETTT, PAUL FRANCIS WEBSTER
The days of autumn splendor
Those moments warm and tender
Was it too beautiful to last?
The love we shared together
The dreams we dared together
Was it too beautiful to last
Walking hand in hand,
the dawn discloses
we were dreaming of a land
where love reposes
but castles made of sand
like winter roses are fated to die
my darling like you and I,
my darling. Where are those sweet Septembers,
the joy my heart remembers?
Lost in the shadows of the past.
The rainbow watched above you,
the sacred words I love you,
why did that dream go by so fast?
Was it too beautiful, was it too beautiful to last?
Walking hand in hand,
the dawn discloses, we were dreaming of a land,
where love reposes,
but castles made of sand,
like winter roses are fated to die, my darling like you and I,
My Darling.
Where are those sweet Septembers,
the joy my heart remembers?
Lost in the shadows of the past.
The rainbow watched above you,
the sacred words I love you,
why did that dream go by so fast?
Was it to beautiful ...
Was it to last?

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