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Memory


 So look at what you did 

you pushed into my life 

what a mess you made 

came back to rearrange 

can only guess 

you wanted your second change 

we parted our ways 

way back in the days 

after our bed of roses burnt 

they said that our match 

was it made in heaven 

was that the case 

we might have been young when we met 

all the good times we shared, I never regret 

remember when we drove the old rusty car 

way way down the beach 

to the place where we found love 

We lay there in the sand 

holding hand in hand 

baring our hearts 

under bright moonlight 

heads over heels we 

were so much 

in love 

we might have been young when we met 

all the good times we shared, I never regret 

remember when we drove the old rusty car 

way way down the beach 

to the place where we found love 

we parted our ways 

way back in the days 

after our bed of roses burnt 

sometimes I wonder 

it would have been better 

hold dear the memory