Memories

Memories, pressed between the pages of my mind
Memories, sweetened through the ages just like wine
Quiet fountains come floating down
And settle softly to the ground
Like golden autumn leaves around my feet
My chest's been filled and bursted apart with sweet memories

Sweet memories
Of holding hands and red bouquets
And twilight streams and purple haze
And laughing eyes and simple ways
And quiet nights and gentle days with you

Memories, pressed between the pages of my mind
Memories, sweetened through the ages just like wine
Memories, sweet memories
Of holding hands and red bouquets
And twilight streams and purple haze
And laughing eyes and simple ways
And quiet nights and gentle days with you
Memories, sweet memories