Memory

midnight

not a sound from the pavement

has the moon lost her memory

she is smiling alone

in the lamplight the withered leaves colect at my feet

and the wind begins to moan.



memory

all alone in the moonlight

I can dreams of the old days

life was beautiful then

I remember the time I knew what hapiness was

let the memory live again

every street lamp seems to beat

a fatalistic warning

someone mutters and the street lamp sputers

and soon it will be morning



daylight

I must wait for the sunrise

I must think of a new life

and I musn't give in

when the dawn comes

tonight will be a memory too

and a new day will begin



burn out ends

of smoky days

the stale court smell of morning

a street lamp dies an another night is over

another day is dawning



touch me is so easy to leave me

all alone with my memory of my days in the sun

If you touch me you'll undestand what happiness is

look a new day has begun.