All I can be is a sweet memoryThat drifts through your mind from time to timeI could never be more than a knock on your door.Just a shadow that's gone with the sunshine.For you know I'm not free and I never can beAnd you're bound to get restless in time.All I can be is a sweet memoryThat drifts through your mind.Tonight I'll she'd a silent tear while lying here with you.The sands of time have trickled down to just a precious few.You're young and so beautiful and I'm so glad I'm hereBut the ending painfully clear.All I can be is a sweet memoryOf someone you had to leave behind.Who loves you and needs you but never could give youA ring for your finger so fine.So tonight let's just borrow one memory for tomorrow'Til we find we've run out of time.All I can be is a sweet memoryThat drifts through your mind.All I can be is a sweet memoryThat drifts through your mind.
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Harold Lloyd Jenkins conocido artísticamente como Conway Twitty (Friars Point, Misisipi; 1 de septiembre de 1933-Springfield, Misuri; 5 de junio de 1993) fue un cantante estadounidense, uno de los artistas más laureados de la música country en Estados Unidos…
