Memory - Helena Vondráčková, Andrew Lloyd Webber

Midnight

Not a sound from the pavment

Has the moon lost her mem’ry

She is smiling alone

In the lamplight

The Withered leaves collect at my feet

And the wind

Begins to mourn

Mem’ry

All alone in the moonlight

I can dream of the old days

Life was beautiful then

I remember

The time I knew what happiness was

Let the mem’ry

Live again

Every streetlapm

Seems to beat

A fatalistict warning

Someone mutters

And the streetlamp sputters

And soon it will be morning

Daylight

I must wait for the sunrise

I must think of a new life

And I mustn’t give in

When the dawn

Comes tonight will be a memory to

And the new day

Will begin

A burned out ends

Of smoky days

The stale cold smell of morning

The streetlapm dies

Another night is over

Another day is dawning

Touch me

It’s so easy to leave me

All alone with the mem’ry

Of my days in the sun

If you touch me

You’ll understand what happiness is

Look a new day

Has begone