Memories of Love

Memories of love creep in
 quiet as a mouse
 when you're finally sleeping
 and they fill the house
 they begin their quaint folk dance
 the bed starts to shake
 some get in your pajama pants
 and you jolt awake
 some are like a sip of champagne
 some are harder stuff
 some are advertising campaigns
 memories of love
 every secret desire
 every teenage crush
 every little cragmire
 come to make you blush
 every pecca-dillo
 every sordid scene
 what you said to your pillow
 what you dared to dream
 some are vicious lies and libel
 some are true enough
 some are modern, some are tribal
 memories of love
 every tearless farewell
 when a young man died
 in the empty stairwell
 where at last, she cried
 you say: "that's not funny
 just go away!"
 soon you're down on one knee
 begging them to stay
 some are brilliant, some are awful
 some are summer fluff
 some are heavy russian novels
 memories of love
 some are trips through fields of daisies
 some are pretty rough
 some of them will drive you crazy
 memories of love