Matt Monro My Old Flame
The music seemed to be so reminiscent
I knew I'd heard it somewhere before
I racked my recollections as I listened
When suddenly I remembered once more
My old flame I can't even think of her name
But it's funny now and then
How my thoughts go flashing back again
To my old flame
My old flame My new lovers all seem so tame
For I haven't met a girl So magnificent or elegant
As my old flame
I've met so many who had fascinating ways
A fascinating gaze in their eyes
Some who took me up to the skies
But their attempts at love Were only imitations of
My old flame I can't even think of his name
But I'll never be the same until I discover what became
Of my old flame
