Sara Watkins
i m a memory
Iâm a game that you used to play
Iâm a plan that you didnât lay so well
Iâm the fire that burns in your mind
Close your eyes, Iâm a memory
Close your eyes, Iâm a memory
Iâm a love you lost for a song
Iâm the voice on a green telephone
Iâm a day that lasted so long
Close your eyes, Iâm a memory
Close your eyes, Iâm a memory
Iâm a dream that comes in the night
Iâm a face that fades with light
Iâm a tear that falls out of sight
Close your eyes, Iâm a memory
Close your eyes, Iâm a memory
Close your eyes, Iâm a memory