MEMORY

Good Lord, have mercy Twenty-seven years have left me Aimless and run down Living in a world of self-doubt So I call up my old friends I'm trying to avoid this silence And I can't hide from bad dreams Where I think I'm turning Into A memory Into A memory Hold tight, don't worry Finally, some life returning Midnight comes easy Something in the air reminds me Changes will happen I'm never gonna be where I've been And I can't hide from bad dreams Where I think I'm turning Into A memory Into A memory