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
Midnight, not a sound from the pavementHas the moon lost her memory, she is smiling aloneIn the lamplight, the withered leaves, collect at my feet And
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
Übersetzung: Manilow, Barry. Memory.
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
my moonlight memories of you my heart is like a ghost town to every stranger that passes on through all they find there is what you left behind there my moonlight memories
Übersetzung: Manilow, Barry. My Moonlight Memories Of You.
