Memory
Andrew Lloyd Webber, Trevor Nunn, T.S. Eliot, Zdenek Hruby
Fill another glass for me, another one for you. the lights are blinking red & green memory, the sky is finally turning blue oh so dear to me as I am here with you. we let ourselves get close only to finally pull away we lose ourselves in time & then we realize today's today oh softly plays. memory, like melody, so misty & so sad, like a beautiful young ingenue gone slowly quietly mad oh, hours into days & years memory, like a melody, softly fades. another one for me pour another glass for you, the night is dying & happy to be here we're alive creating melodies & memories life is so very rich oh, memory & made of these melody, you will always be a part of me so welcome home. welcome home.