There I go,
Saying no,
When I wish I could stay,
Why so slow?
Guess I know,
That it's going that way,
With so many boys and girls to keep me company,
I may play til break of day,
But one thing I still see.

That sweet smile,
All the while,
Hasn’t faded a touch,
And that laugh,
Somewhat daft,
Is still never too much.

Anyway,
I always say,
At the end of the day,
It’s time to get pretty in pink,
Before we put it to bed,
Let’s have another drink.

I’ve seen shots and I’ve seen stars,
And I’ve seen hurricanes,
But despite these dizzy heights,
One thing remains the same.

That sweet smile,
All the while,
Hasn’t faded a touch,
And that laugh,
Somewhat daft,
Is still never too much.

Anyway,
I always say,
At the end of the day,
It’s time to get pretty in pink,
Before we put it to bed,
Let’s have another,
Oh honey -
How about another?
Put it to bed,
Let’s have another drink.

I can hear you say,
Say that it’s over now,
Somehow now it’s the end,
But I can’t pretend,
Pretend that we’ll be free,
Of memories my friend.

A bittersweet story,
Can only be,
A reason to depend,
On what we patiently,
Keep believing,
And I can see.

The day is gonna come,
Our song will have been sung,
But we will find the sun,
Yes, we will find the sun again.

S’been a long, long day,
Maybe the next time round,
We’ll have found a way,
To keep the storm away,
Maybe that big old cloud,
Won’t get around anymore.

And if our hearts are worn,
Our compass torn,
By currents out in the air,
We’ll find a place where we,
Can keep believing,
I see where.

The day is gonna come,
Our song will have been sung,
But we will find the sun,
Yes, we will find the sun again.

Oh, we will find the sun,
Yes, we will find the sun,
Oh, we will find the sun,
Yes, we will find the sun again.

I get lost,
On Memory Lane,
That old street,
Always the same,
Every time I’m passing by the place is ageing,
But it takes me back -
In time I travel,
Down that road my mind unravels,
Til I am lost,
On Memory Lane,
Finding myself again.

Too many journeys to remember,
Déjà vu is nothing new,
It could be summer or December,
Though I know where I am,
Guess I never looked hard,
At the back of my hand.

That’s why I’m lost,
On Memory Lane,
Trying to ignite,
Some old flame,
Every time I’m passing by the place keeps ageing,
Oh, but it takes me back -
In time I travel,
Down that road my mind unravels,
Til I am lost,
On Memory Lane,
Just finding myself,
Yeah I’m just finding myself,
I don’t need nobody else,
Gonna go find myself,
Find myself on Memory Lane.