Midnight, not a sound from the pavement
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Has the moon lost her memory, she is smiling alone.
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In the lamplight 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, I was beautiful then.
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I remember a 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 and a 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 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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(Instrumental)
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If you touch me, you'll understand what happiness is
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Look a new day has begun.
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Memory
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| Johnny Mathis |
