Memories, oh memories those fine grains of sand
Escape between your fingers to the beating of the band
Murmuring in harmony upon a demure heart
Oh what a lovely pas de deux in which we find our part
Rows of fleeting smiles and a million bluebird skies
Intent on brightly shining as they pass before your eyes
Endless is the time we spend lost in waking dreams
Sometimes it seems these fantasies are life’s biggest schemes
