Memory
Midnight, not a sound on 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 at the old days
I was beautiful then
I remember a time I knew what happiness was
let the memory live again
every streetlamp seems to beat a fatalistic warning
someone mutters in the streetlamp 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 beginanother day is dawning
touch me, it's so easy to leave me
all alone with the memory
burnt out ends of smokey days
the stale cold smell of warning
the streetlamp dies
another night is over
of my days in the sun
if you touch me, you'll understand what happiness is
look a new day has begun