Here's what I remember
It really was that tender
The day I gave my heart away The day that I surrendered
Here's the thing that I recall We never had that much at all And I never knew until the fall Before I never cared at all
I've started to know what they mean That everything is just a dream
A string of memories and steam and disappearing days
Life is a foreign land
Impossible to understand
Once we had the precious bird in hand And let him slip away
Here's the thing I recollect
The place was a little derelict
You added poison to the wine
I told myself that it was fine
You said, This is just the way things are, as long as anyone remembers when.
I started to agree, and then,
I started to remember

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Writer(s): DAVID E. PULKINGHAM, PATRICIA J. GRIFFIN