Memory
“Fear of the present becoming the past… Time is a process most of us fear…as all things must pass…”
~Andrew
When you’re alone You never get used to the quiet Hoping that love Won’t vanish in the silence And now as you near me I’m disarmed Caught in the web of your charm Oh please don’t become a memory on me You’re’ not the memory that I need Oh please there’s no one else for me Oh don’t become a memory on me There are some things That only belong to me That no one else but you can see Romance is a style few understand And there are fewer, who really can Oh please don’t become a memory on me It’s not the memory that I need Oh please there is no one else I need Years from today, look down memory lane for me