(Mickey Newbury)

My world is like a river as dark as it is deep
Night after night the past slips in and gathers all my sleep
My days are just an endless stream of emptiness to me
Filled only by the fleeting moments of your memories
Sweet memories, sweet memories. mhm.

You slipped into the silence of my dreams last night
Wondering from room to room and turning on each light
Your laughter spills like water from the river to the sea
And I'm swept away from sadness clinging to your memories
Sweet memories, sweet memories. mhm.

Mem'ries are the sweetest love I know...