(Damon Black)
If mem'ries were gathered like flowers
Each day I would pick a bouquet
To last through these long lonely hours
But mem'ries aren't gathered that way.
For mem'ries don't grow like the roses
When kissed by the sunshine and dew
And mem'ries aren't carefully chosen
They've bloomed from the love that once grew.
There's mem'ries as sweet as the roses
And sad as the violets of blue
But the lingering, lingering mem'ries
Are the mem'ries that I have of you.
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If mem'ries would wither like flowers
Fall to the earth and decay
Each day I'll pray for the showers
To wash all my mem'ries away.
There's mem'ries as sweet as the roses
And sad as the violets of blue
But the lingering, lingering mem'ries
Are the mem'ries that I have of you.
But the lingering, lingering mem'ries
Are the mem'ries that I have of you...
If mem'ries were gathered like flowers
Each day I would pick a bouquet
To last through these long lonely hours
But mem'ries aren't gathered that way.
For mem'ries don't grow like the roses
When kissed by the sunshine and dew
And mem'ries aren't carefully chosen
They've bloomed from the love that once grew.
There's mem'ries as sweet as the roses
And sad as the violets of blue
But the lingering, lingering mem'ries
Are the mem'ries that I have of you.
--- Instrumental ---
If mem'ries would wither like flowers
Fall to the earth and decay
Each day I'll pray for the showers
To wash all my mem'ries away.
There's mem'ries as sweet as the roses
And sad as the violets of blue
But the lingering, lingering mem'ries
Are the mem'ries that I have of you.
But the lingering, lingering mem'ries
Are the mem'ries that I have of you...
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