YOU COULD HAVE BEED AN ANGEL YOU COULD HAVE STOLE THE NIGHT

HOW SOFT YOUR BLUE EYES  WARM AND SO BRIGHT

HANGING ON MY EVERY WORD FOR STORIES THAT I TOLD

OF FAIRYTALES AND FUNNY THINGS AND RAINBOWS OF GOLD


DARKER NOW THE HOURS I FELL MISTY AND BLUE

SWEET CHILD HOW YOUR LOVE IT CAME SHINING ON THROUGH

EVERY LINE I EVER GAVE CAME FREE FROM YOUR HEART

AND I CRIED A TEAR TO HEAR YOU SOFTLY PLAY MY PART


OH MY MIND WAY THEN THEN STILL CRYSTAL STILL CLEAR

FOREVER I WILL HOLD ON TO THOSE MEMORIES SO DEAR

OFFER ME THE OCEAN PURE OR A RIVER OF GOLD

OH OFFER ME NO OTHER THAN MY MEMORIES OF OLD

OFFER ME THE MID DAY SUN OR GENTLY WARM MY SOUL

BUT I'LL BE WARM AND RICHER STILL WITH MY MEMORIES OF GOLD