Memories that comes at night,
and take me to another time.
Back to a happier day when I called you mine.
Tomight will be a memory,
to nothing lost and nothind gained.
We sure had a good time after all.
Memory ia sweet,
but I must think of a new life.
Day is dawning and I have to go.
This memory resides deep in my heart.
by 小海
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