Dance 'round The Memory Tree



Words we had said Grew in my head Colored I thought Send me to bed

Lost memories Grew into trees Cover the doors Swallow the key

Winters have come and gone you know Winters have come and gone you know But I’ll miss you young and free For a dance round the memory tree

Said I forgot But I did not Dreams we have had Play in my head

Did we believe, The cry of the wind? Did we regret? Would we forget?

Winters have come and gone you know Winters have come and gone you know But I’ll miss you young and sweet For a dance round the memory tree

Autor: Oren Lavie