So many times I’ve lain in bed,
Remembering the past.
My memory recalls our love,
Which came and went too fast.
Those memories of loving you
Bring joy into my heart,
And still I find a love for you,
Although we’re now apart.
I’ll go to sleep at night and dream
Of loving you again,
Then I’ll awaken all alone.
So many tears I’ve seen.
But, many times in life I’ve found
That things aren’t what they seem.
Perhaps those memories of mine
Are really only dreams.
May 30, 1980
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