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- words by Eddie De Lange, music by Will Hudson and Irving Mills - as recorded in New York August 20, 1934 by Ethyl Waters (1896-1977) with members of the Dorsey Brothers Orchestra. It must have been moonglow, way up in the blue It must have been moonglow that led me straight to you I still hear you sayin', "Dear one, hold me fast" And I keep on prayin', "Oh Lord, please let this last" We seemed to float right through the air Heavenly songs seemed to come from everywhere And now when there's moonglow, way up in the blue I'll always remember, that moonglow gave me you It must have been moonglow, way up in the blue It must have been moonglow that led me straight to you I still hear you sayin', "Sweet child, hold me fast" And I keep on prayin', "Oh Lord, please let this last" We seemed to float right through the air Heavenly songs seemed to come from everywhere And now when there's moonglow, way up in the blue I'll always remember, that moonglow gave me you |
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Waking skies - at sunrise Every sunset too Seems to be - bringing me Memories of youHere and there - every where Scenes that we once knew And they all - just recall Memories of you(Oh) How I wish I could forget those, (those) happy yesteryears That have left a rosary of tearsYour face beams - in my dreams (In) Spite of all (that) I do (And) Everything - seems to bring Memories of you |
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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 apartYou 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 Sometimes I wonder why I spend The lonely night dreaming of a song The melody haunts my reverie And I am once again with you When our love was new And each kiss an inspiration But that was long ago Now my consolation Is in the stardust of a songBeside a garden wall When stars are bright You are in my arms The nightingale tells his fairy tale A paradise where roses bloom Though I dream in vain In my heart it will remain My stardust melody The memory of love's refrain |
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Some where theres music, How faint the tune! Some where theres heaven, How high the moon! There is no moon above When love is far away too, Til it comes true That you love me as I love you. Some where theres music, Its where you are. Some where theres heaven, How near, how far! The darkest night would shine If you would come to me soon. Until you will, how still my heart, How high the moon! |
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