Memory

Midnight not a sound from the pavement.
Has the moon lost her memory? She is smilling along.
In the lamplight, the withered leaves collect at my feet.
And the wind begings to moan.

Memory, All along in the moonlight.
I can smile at the old days.I was beautiful then.
I remember the time I knew what happiness was.
Let the memory live again.

Every street lamp seems to beat a fatalistic warning.
Someone mutters, and a street lamp gutter.
And soon it will be morning.

Daylight, I must wait for the sunrise.
I must think of a new life. And I mustn't give in.
When the dawn comes, tonight will be a memory too.
And a new day will begin.

Burnt out ends of smoky days.
The stale cold smell of morning.
The street lamp dies, another night is over.
Another day is dawning.

Touch me! It's so easy to leave me.
All along with my memory. Of my days in the sun...
If you touch me, you'll understand what happiness is.
Look, a new day has begun...