Memories of an Old Song

When you first kissed me I can remember

And where, but not, I think, the reason why

When you first lay in my arms ’til morning

I can remember well, and when, and why

 

But my head is full of old memories tonight

Ghosts in the wind that tap upon the glass

I want to hear them say, “Remember me”

Sons and daughters, whom I still love so

 

Like summer trees where birdsong stops

One cannot know the reason why

Just that the birds have flown the nest

Leaving branches green, but silent and alone

 

Now this tree feels spring unfold anew

Though I cannot say if their love will return

I know your heart is closing fast about me

That song is here and sings in me again

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