Memory - Violent Femmes

Don’t remember anything you said

I don’t remember any books that you have ever read

I don’t remember the sound of your voice

I don’t remember but it’s not by choice

So I wish I could remember something you said

I wish that I could read every book that you ever have read

I wish I could hear the sound of your voice

I don’t remember but it’s now your choice

To come back from that well of a void

Come back so that I could tell you how I’m annoyed

By the fact that I can’t remember your smile or your frown

I can’t remember the name of your hometown

I don’t remember the color of your eyes

I don’t remember so hey, I guess it’s a little surprise

That I want to will you wonder would you wander back from where you are

You see I see I can not see but I come so far with a little guitar

That I play in bars and I’m lost in stars

Memory

Oh, come back from that well of a void

Come back so that I could tell you how I’m annoyed

Because come so far with a little guitar

That I play in bars and I’m lost in stars

Memory

Memory

Memory

Memory