She's a photograph you tore in half
She's a name you still can't say
She's a shoulda known better, an old love letter
Crumpled and tossed in the flames
She's an old tattoo, a faded used to be
But oh what a memory
She's a kite with no string, a butterfly wing
Caught in the rain coming down
She's weeds and rust, tail lights and dust
Then empty all around
She was bound to break your heart and born to leave
But oh what a memory
I know she could be the answer
To some old boy's midnight prayer
She could be that morning sunshine
In somebody's life some where
One day she'll be a mama
And a wife a to a man she loves
But to me, she'll always be
A plane bound west a hole in my chest
A shadow there by the door
A valentine that'll never be mine
Stuck in the back of the drawer
She's a coulda been that ain't ever gonna be
But oh what a memory
Oh what a memory