Well I got your invitation, to come to Baltimore.
And; I have decided that I don't want to go.
I’d rather have the memory, of the love that we had then
Than to come to Baltimore and just be your friend.

I'm in love with your memory. Maybe that's a sin.
But if I stay away, I won't get hurt again.
I couldn't stand to lose you again like in the past.
And end up crying for a love that couldn't last.

I remember when we parted; so many years ago.
You said that I had to leave and it hurt me so.
Now you're telling me that you want me back again
But; I'm not coming back cause know that I can't win.

Well I got you invitation but I don't think I'll go,
Back to those lonely streets of old Baltimore.
I'd rather have these memories that we had so long ago
Than cold, cruel, uncaring, unfriendly streets of Baltimore

We were so much in love. At least that's what I thought
But as soon as I was gone you started stepping out.
With a lover from your past that you never could forget.
And; the hurt that I felt still lingers with me yet

I'm in love with the memory of a girl I used to know.
Who used to walk with me there on Harford Road?
I told her that I loved her and she said she loved me too.
The girl that I remember looked a lot like you