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Memory
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Midnight, not a sound from the pavement.
Has the moon lost her memory?
She is smiling alone.
In the lamp light the withered leaves collect at my feet
And the wind begins to moan

Mem'ry all alone in the moonlight
I can smile at the old days
I was beautiful then
I remember the time I knew what happiness was
Let the mem'ry live again

Ev'ry street lamp seems to beat
A fatalistic warning
Someone mutters and a 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 musn't give in
When the dawn comes tonight will be a memory too
And a new day will begin

Burnt out ends of smoky days
The stale cold smell of morning
The street lamp dies another night is over
Another day is dawning

Touch me
It's so easy to leave me
All alone with the memory
Of my days in the sun

If you touch me you'll understand what happiness is
Look a new day has begun

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