(H. Warren, M. Gordon)

[Recorded April 11, 1962, Los Angeles]



When I hear that serenade in blue

I'm somewhere in another world, alone with you

Sharing all the joys we used to know, many moons ago.

Once again your face comes back to me

Just like the theme of some forgotten melody

In the album of my memory, serenade in blue

It seems like only yesterday, the small cafe, a crowded floor

And as we danced the night away, I hear you say forever more

And then the song became a sigh

Forever more became goodbye

Cause you remained in my heart, but

Tell me darling in there still a spark?

Or only lonely ashes of the flame we knew

Should I go on whistling in the dark, serenade in blue.