Using Your Memory

You’re just a memory I’d love to see.

You had the kind of face I’d love to retrace.

And your tenderness makes me long for you still.

Using your memory to write a song.

I’m using your memory to write a song.

One that will make me cry all night long.

Gonna be about a love so strong, but now your gone.

Using your memory to write a song.

You had the kind of eyes that told no lies.

You had the kind of kiss makes me reminisce.

And your fingertips seem to touch me still.

Using your memory to write a song.

I'm using your memory to write a song.

One that will make me cry all night long.

Gonna be about a love so strong, but now your gone.

Using your memory to write a song.

You had the kind of hair that made men stare.

You had the kind of walk that made them talk.

And your perfect form makes us dream of you still.

Using your memory to write a song.

I’m using your memory to write a song.

One that will make me cry all night long.

Gonna be about a love so strong, but now your gone.

Using your memory to write a song.

Using your memory to write a song.

As your soft sweet voice seems to call to me still.

Using your memory to write a song.

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