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Memories
Davis/Strange
Memories,
Pressed between the pages of my mind
Memories,
Sweetened thru the ages just like wine
Quiet thought come floating down
And settle softly to the ground
Like golden autumn leaves around my feet
I touched them and they burst apart
With sweet memories,
Sweet memories
Of holding hands and red bouquets
And twilight trimmed in 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 thru the ages just like wine
Memories, memories, sweet memories
Pressed between the pages of my mind
Memories,
Sweetened thru the ages just like wine
Memories, memories, sweet memories
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