Memories of Love

Memories of love creep in
Quiet as a mouse
When you're finally sleeping
And they fill the house

They begin their quaint folk dance
The bed starts to shake
Some get in your pajama pants
And you jolt awake

Some are like a sip of champagne
Some are harder stuff
Some are advertising campaigns
Memories of love

Every secret desire
Every teenage crush
Every little quagmire
Come to make you blush

Every peccadillo
Every sordid scene
What you said to your pillow
What you dared to dream

Some are vicious lies and libel
Some are true enough
Some are modern, some are tribal
Memories of love

Every tearless farewell
When a young man died
In the empty stairwell
Where at last, she cried

You say: "that's not funny
Just go away!"
Soon you're down on one knee
Begging them to stay

Some are brilliant, some are awful
Some are summer fluff
Some are heavy Russian novels
Memories of love

Some are trips through fields of daisies
Some are pretty rough
Some of them will drive you crazy
Memories of love