Best of times (foxtrot)

Golden years of  our youth
that seem so long ago
photographs of memories
we'll never let them go
as the days grow shorter
and seem to drift away
making me nostalgic 
with dreams of  yesterday

there was a time
when I was young
when all the leaves  fell down in autumn
and  in spring they'd bloom again
and now the seasons pass
and here I sit
a lifetime filled with laughter 
and with joys I won't forget

and through the years
one thing is true
I found my greatest treasure
in the times I spend with you

there was a time
when I was young
when all the leaves fell down in autumn
and in spring they'd bloom again
but now the time has come
my special friend
we've walked down life's road together
until it's sudden end
we had 
the
best
of 
times.

male, 1950s  crooner, big band foxtrot with walking bass and piano, sentimental