Memory
Yesterday Is A Memory
My Future Is My Past
Hours Are Minutes And Seconds,
They Go By So Fast,
Living In A New York Minute,
So I Only Get Half
Yesterday Is A Memory
Reminiscing On Who My Friends Will Be
And How To Make Them Last
But Wait !
There Is No Time To Stop
Or Even Be Late
Sick Of Living My Past
Having To Back Date
I Want A Future
Is It Just Me
Or Can You Relate ?
Yesterday Is A Memory
Give Me A Sign
Please Can I See
I Want To Live My Life
But Too Long It Might Take
I'm Living As I Write
More Time, I'll Have To Make
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