Petula Clark Memories Are Made Of This
Take one fresh and tender kiss
Add one stolen night of bliss
One girl, one boy
Some grief, some joy
Memories are made of this
Don't forget a small moonbeam
Fold in lightly with a dream
Your lips and mine
Two sips of wine
Memories are made of this
Then add the wedding bells
One house where lovers dwell
Three little kids for the flavour
Stir carefully through the days
See how the flavour stays
These arŠµ the dreams you'll savour
With some blŠµssings from above
Serve it generously with love
One man, one wife
One love through life
Memories are made of this
Memories are made of this
