Talking To Your Memory Again

Faded is the picture that i got out and looked at today
But still plain enough to see the beauty of the smile upon your face
Worn and all tattered is the satin of your gown upon my skin
And i’m up here in the attic talking to your memory again

I’m going through my mind reliving some old precious things
For a while they’ll seem real then i’ll realize their only dreams
You’re where my arms can’t reach you and baby it’s driving me insane
And i’m up here in the attic talking to your memory again

Faded is i love you sighed on the letters that you wrote
But i’ll read it one more time cause these are the sweetest words i know
Then i cry a little while
And then i’ll say just how lonesome i’ve really been
Up here in the attic talking to your memory again
You’re where my arms can’t reach you and baby it’s driving me insane
And i’m up here in the attic talking to your memory again