Always Something There to Remind Me - Dionne Warwick, Burt Bacharach

I walk along those city streets you used to walk along with me

And every step I take recalls how much in love we used to be

How can I forget you

When there is always something there to remind me?

Always something there to remind me

I was born to love you

And I will never be free

You’ll always be a part of me

Whoa-ooo-ohhh-oh

If you should find you miss the sweet and tender love we used to share

Just go back to the places where we used to go

And I’ll be there

How can I forget you

When there is always something there to remind me?

Always something there to remind me

I was born to love you

And I will never be free

You’ll always be a part of me

Whoa-ooo-ohhh-oh

Whoa-oh-ooo-ohhh

f you should find you miss the sweet and tender love we used to share

Just come back to the places where we used to go

And I’ll be there

How can I forget you

When there is always something there to remind me?

Always something there to remind me

I was born to love you

And I will never be free

When there is

When there is

When, there, is

Always something there to remind me

Always something there to remind me

Always something there to remind me