I still think of you
every day
though I know that you're gone
never to return
but you know that's all right with me
cause I know
or at least I've learned
love is alive
it may fade
but it never will die
somewhere in the past
the place where we said our goodbyes
and you left
but you never cried
somewhere in the past
somewhere in the past
is the place where love can't last
somewhere in the past
but I still think of you
every night
when the stars all come through
remembering my name
my name as it fell from your lips
and the taste
and all the rest of it
love is what's real
I can't help
for the way that I feel
somewhere in the past
was a girl who taught me to laugh
and to love
and that's what will last
but I still think of you
in the dawn
when the sun is so new
and face another day
like the one that went before
I come home
no one's at the door
love is the key
and the lock
is the heart that's in me
somewhere in the past
in the mirror of memory
in the glass
somewhere in the past
Nothing more than memories
It's nothing more than memories
I guess that's the way it must be
somewhere in the past
I am left with nothing
Nothing more than memories
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