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.
By the time we got to Woodstock We were half a million strong And everywhere there was song and celebration
And I dreamed I saw the bombers Riding shotgun in the sky And they were turning into butterflies above our nation.
or Cole Porter's most famous song
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