Sweet Memories

(Mickey Newbury)



My world is like a river

As dark as it is deep

Night after night the past slips in

And gathers all my sleep.



My days are just an endless stream

Of emptiness for me

Filled only by the fleeting moments

Of her memories.



Sweet memories, sweet memories

I'm clinging to her memories.



She slipped into the silence

Of my dreams last night

Wandering from room to room

Turning on each light.



Her laughter spills like water

From the river to the sea

I'm swept away from sadness

Clinging to her memories.



Sweet memories, sweet memories

I'm clinging to her memories...