Talking To Your Memory Again

Faded is the picture that I got out and looked at today

But still plain enough to see the beauty of the smile upon your face

Worn and all tattered is the satin of your gown upon my skin

And I´m up here in the attic talking to your memory again

I´m going through my mind reliving some old precious things

For a while they´ll seem real then I´ll realize their only dreams

You´re where my arms can´t reach you and baby it´s driving me insane

And I´m up here in the attic talking to your memory again

Faded is I love you sighed on the letters that you wrote

But I´ll read it one more time cause these are the sweetest words I know

Then I cry a little while

And then I´ll say just how lonesome I´ve really been

Up here in the attic talking to your memory again

You´re where my arms can´t reach you and baby it´s driving me insane

And I´m up here in the attic talking to your memory again