Memory - The Theatreland Chorus

Written by：Lloyd Webber/Eliot

Midnight

Not a sound from the pavement

Has the moon lost her memory

She is smiling alone

In the lamplight the withered leaves collect at my feet

And the wind begins to moan

Memory

All alone in the moonlight

I can smile at the old days

I was beautiful then

I remember the time I knew what happiness was

Let the memory live again

Every streetlamp seems to beat a fatalistic warning

Someone mutters and a streetlamp gutters

And soon it will be morning

Daylight

I must wait for the sunrise

I must think of a new life

And I mustn't give in

When the dawn comes tonight will be a memory too

And a new day will begin

Burnt out ends of smokey days

The stale cold smell of morning

The streetlamp dies another night is over

Another day is dawning

Touch me

It's so easy to leave me

All alone with the memory

Of my days in the sun

If you touch me you'll understand what happiness is

Look a new day

Has begun