Not a Through Street

I don't remember much of anything, of those years Kind of strange and kind of sad Considering all the laughs, and all the tears Could be this quiet cul-de-sac Or the cynical moon? Could be the neighbour's cat Watching me from the living room Either way, these days I feel so strange I remember you, so strange Do you remember me? secretly So I comb the depths of the ocean floor of my memory Grasping onto some shell, some piece Some evidence of you and me Sunlight streamin' mornings Your head in the sheets Dancing naked in the living room I still practice secretly I remember you, secretly Do you remember me? secretly I remember you, secretly Do you remember me? secretly You're a mile away On your island, so close Doing who knows what With who knows who Haphazard lovers Don't seem to drown out your tune It goes for me anyway I don't know about you So no matter what or when or who You remember me, I'll remember you You remember me, I'll remember you You remember me I'll remember you, secretly Remember you, secretly I'll remember