Don't remember anything you said

I don't remember any books that you ever had 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 had read

I wish I could hear the sound of your voice

I don't remember, but it's now your choice

To come back for that

Well of the void, come back so that

I can tell you how I am annoyed by the fact that

I don'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, 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 cannot see

But I've come so far with a little guitar

And I play in bars and I'm lost in stars

Memory

Oh, come back from that well of the void

Come back so that I can tell you how I'm annoyed

Because I've come so far with a little guitar

And I play in bars and I'm lost in stars

Memory

Memory

Memory

Memory