On Days Like These

On days like these when skies are blue and fields are green

I look around and think about what might have been

and then I hear sweet music float around my head

as I recall the many things we left unsaid

its on days like these that I remember

singing songs and drinking wine

while your eyes played games with mine

on days like these I wonder what became of you

maybe today you are singing songs with someone new

I’d like to think you're walking by those willow trees

remembering the love we knew on days like these

its on days like these that I remember

singing songs and drinking wine

while your eyes played games with mine

on days like these I wonder what became of you

maybe today you are singing songs with someone new

Questi giorni quando vieni il belle sole

Matt Monro