Doyle Lawson She's Walking Through My Memory
Somewhere in my thoughts there lives a lady
She's walking back and forth across my mind
Blocking out each chance of me forgetting
Assuring me she'll be there for some time
Her golden hair is tied around my memory
The pain she left with me is here to stay
I'm doing all I can to go on living
And yet I die a little more each day
Lead Break
Now that I'm alone with just my memory
I've had some time for counting my mistakes
And loving her stands out from all the others
But that was one I couldn't help but make
Funny how some thoughts can be so painful
And how refuse to go away
I'm doing all I can to go on living
And still I die a little more each day
She lets me die a little more each day
