Sweet Memories - Ray Charles

My world is like a river, as dark as it is deep

Night after night, the past slips in and gathers all my sleep

My days are just an endless stream of emptiness to me

Filled only by the fleeting moments of her memories

Sweet memories, sweet memories

She slipped into the silence of my dreams last night

Wondering from room to room, turning on each light

Her laughter spills like water from the river to the sea

And I’m swept away from sadness, clinging to her memories

Sweet memories, sweet memories