Memory sing and play along

Midnight. Not a sound from the pavement.

Has the moon lost her mem'ry?

She is smiling alone.

In the lamplight 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 be live a moan.

gain. Ev'ry street lamp seems to beat a fatalistic warning.

The Someone mutters and a streetlamp 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 willbegin.

dawning. Touch me.

It's so easy to leave me all alone with the mem'ry of my days in the sun.

If you touch me you'll understand what happiness is.

Look a new day has begun.