Memories of You

Memories of you.
Memories of you.
Memories of you are all I have left to see me through.

I used to wonder what it would be like.
Just you and me, growing older, reminiscing
About these times and all the changes we went through.

Memories of you.
Memories of you.
Memories of you are all I have left to see me through.

It was so easy living in the past.
We were going nowhere, getting there fast.
You up and flew, now what's a poor boy to do?

And now I find myself reaching for the telephone.
Even though I know that you're not there.
And while there is a great big hole in my life,
I can't help but smile , 'cause the sweet, sweet smell of cloves still in the air!

Memories of you.
Memories of you.
Memories of you are all I have left to see me through.