Memory
Midnight,
Not a sound from the pavement
Has the moon lost her memory
She is smiling alone.
In the lamplight the withered leaves collect at my feet
And the wind begins to moan.
Memory,
All alone in the moonlight
I can smile of the old days
I was beautiful then.
I remember the time I knew what happiness was
Let the memory live again.
Every street lamp seems to beat
A fatalistic warning.
Someone mutters and the street lamp gutters
And soon it will be morning
Daylight,
I must wait for the sunrise
I must think of a new life
And I mustn't give in.
When the dawn comes tonight will be a memory too
And a new day will begin
Midnight, not a sound from the pavement
Has the moon lost her...
Midnight, not a sound from the pavement
Has the moon lost her...
Memory, I can smile of the old days
I was beautiful then.
Midnight, not a sound from the pavement
Has the moon lost her...
Midnight, not a sound from the pavement
Has the moon lost her...
Memory, I can smile of the old days
I was beautiful then.
Midnight, not a sound from the pavement
Has the moon lost her memory....
Burnt out ends of smoky days
The stale court smell of morning.
Street lamp dies another night is over
Another day is dawning.
Touch me, it is so easy to leave me
All alone with my memory
Of my days in the sun.
If you'll touch me, you'll understand what happiness is.
Look, a new day has begun.
