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[ti:Memory] |
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[ar:Susan Boyle] |
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[al:Standing Ovation: The Greatest] |
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Memory - Susan Boyle |
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Midnight |
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Not a sound from the pavement |
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Has the moon lost her memory |
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She is smiling alone |
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In the lamp light the withered leaves collect at my feet |
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And the wind begins to moan |
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Memory all alone in the moonlight |
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I can smile at the old days |
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I was beautiful then |
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I remember the time I knew what happiness was |
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Let the memory live again |
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Every Street lamp seems to beat a fatalistic warning |
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Someone mutters |
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The street lamp gutters |
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And soon it will be morning |
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Daylight I must wait for the sunrise |
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I must think of a new life |
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And I mustn't give in |
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When the dawn comes tonight will be a memory too |
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And a new day will begin |
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Burnt out ends of smokey days |
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The stale cold smell of morning |
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A street lamp dies |
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Another night is over |
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Another day is dawning |
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Touch me it's so easy to leave me |
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All alone with the memory |
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Of my days in the sun |
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If you touch me |
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You'll understand what happiness is |
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Look the new day has begun |