Gone With The Wind

Allie Wrubel, Herb Magidson

Gone with the wind,
Just like a leaf that has blown astay;
Gone with the wind,
My lover has flown away.
Yesterday’s kisses are still on my lips;
I found a lifetime of heaven at my fingertips.

But now all is gone,
Gone is the rapture that thrilled my heart,
Gone with the wind,
The gladness that stilled my heart.
Just like a flame, love burned brightly, 
Then became an empty smoke dream that has gone,
Gone with the wind.

1937