memories of you

I took a little stroll down broadway last night
beneath the glow of the green bay city lights
and I passed the bar where I used to drink
I passed the place where I used to think
about me and you
about me losing you

ive been thinking it over
and I'm not over you
I'm just falling apart
as I'm falling back in love
with my memories, my memories
My memories of you

so tell me now girl would you understand
if I said I still want to hold your hand
could you ever love me again
would you ever let me back in
and do you think of me
do you ever think of me

cause ive been thinking it over
and im not over you
im just falling apart
as im falling back in love
with my memories, my memories,
my memories of you

solo

ive been thinking it over
and im not over you
im just falling apart
as im falling back in love
with my memories, my memories,
my memories of you
yeah im still thinking it over
and im not over you
im still falling apart
as im falling back in love
with my memories, my memories,
my memories
my memories, my memories,
my memories
my memories, my memories,
my memories of you

It's a sad thing when a man is in love with memories. Love needs to constantly move forward. This is a well-written song, however.