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
Written by Bill Strange and Scott Davis
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