His blue, blue eyes, br Are just a memory. br One in which is trapped br In the deep depths of my mind. br br I want to let go br and then I come close br But I see br The memory... br br The song on the radio... br The pictures in the box... br The words he spoke... br The sound of his voice... br ... All part of the memory. br br I want to let go br and just as I come close br I see as clear as day br The memory... br br Of the smiles and the laughs... br Of the happiness and joy... br Of the sunshine and the stars... br Of our love and the untouched kisses... br All part of the memory br br I want to let go br Even though I come close br I still remember br The memory... br br The first 'Hello' br Our first date br Love's first kiss br I thought we had years br But now I know br It was all a lie, a joke, br A meaningless experiment. br br Now here I lay br Awake in the night br Wondering when the br Pain and suffering of heartache br Will come to an end. br br I want to let go br Oh, so close br Although so far br Why can't I forget br The memory... br br The memory... br The memory... br The memory... br br I want to forget... br that memory. br I want to let go... br Of that memory. br br My Memory.