A Time For Memories Returning,

A Time For Heartache And Yearning,

Shades Of Blue, Crowding Through,

As I Sit Here Remembering You.

A Time For Wondering What Happened,

For Wondering Why Did It Happen.

No Goodbye, Not A Sigh,

How Could Love Slip Away And Just Dye.

I Thought That You, The Night, The Summertime

Were Out Of Sight And Out Of Mind.

Yet Here You Are The Night, The Summertime

Still In My Heart, I Was Blind.

A Time For Memories Returning,

With Too Much Heartache And Yearning,

So I Better Store These Dreams Away,

Like Broken Toys In The Attic The Memories

Of My Yesterdays