Written by: Ferguson
Written by: Greenough
With Connie Haines
From the Album: It's All So New
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(back-up) <Frank with
back-up> [Connie Haines]
We fell in love one summer
night,
The stars hang low, the moon was
white,
That's where I'll start when I
write my memoirs.
The way you look, the things you
said,
The clothes you wore, the books
you read,
I'll tell of all these things in
my memoirs.
As the pages turn, love lives
anew, worth paint a picture of you
Read between the lines, dear, if
you will,
And you will learn that I love
you still.
And there's a footnote referring
you
Back to the night you said we're
through.
There's nothing more to say in
my memoirs.
[We fell in love one summer
night,]
[The stars hang low, the moon
was white,]
[That's where I'll start when I
write my memoirs.]
[The way you look, the things
you said,]
[The clothes you wore, the books
you read,]
[I'll tell of all these things
in my memoirs.]
As the pages turn, love lives
anew, worth paint a picture of you
Read between the lines, dear, if
you will,
And you will learn that I love
you still.
(And there's a footnote
referring you)
(Back to the night) you said
we're through
There's nothing more to say in
my <memoirs.>