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lyrics - J. Morse © 1983 Reflected in the mirror, what bounces back to you? Look at all the things that have been happening to you All the situations you've found yourself forced through And every line and mark and scar tells a Story Of a portion of your life. . . remember. . . remember. . . remember. . . Turn the pages of the calendar, days gone past Remember all you've done Recall the faces in your memory, all the people And seasons in the sun Then try to write a Story and see what happens to you You lose track of all the feelings, they flow right through remember. . . remember. . . remember. . . Remember a December, many years ago when you were young Lovers walking along, you had just begun, the bells had rung And on that day, someone spoke to you "She's just helping you recover from another" That you'd already forgotten, long ago. . . Try to write a Story of the life of a girl that you once knew You lose track of all the memories, they flow right through Gently altered, you envision only what you wish to see Your prejudices colour what you remember until you're free remember. . . remember. . . remember. . . |