Sweet Memories - Roy Orbison, Chuck Turner

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 memory

Sweet memories, sweet memories-

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She slipped into the silence of my dreams again last night;

Wandering from room to room, she’s 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 memory

Sweet memories, sweet memories-

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Sweet memories, sweet memories-

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