In The Lamp Light The Whithered Leaves Collect At My Feet, And The Wind, Begins To Moan.
Midnight, not a sound from the pavement has the moon lost her memory? All alone with the memory, of my days in the sun. It''s so easy to leave me all alone with the memory of my days in the sun if you touch me, you''ll understand what happiness is look, a.
Memory (From Cats) Day Light.
Eliot.it was written for the 1981 musical cats, where it is sung primarily by the character grizabella as a melancholic remembrance of her glamorous past and as a plea for acceptance. Become a better singer in only 30 days, with easy video lessons! The withered leaves collect at my feet.
Burnt Out Ends Of Smoky Days, The Stale Cold Smell Of Morning.
Midnight not a sound from the pavement, has the moon lost her memory?, she is smiling alone, in. When you fill in the gaps you get points. To skip a word, press the button or the tab key.
I Remember The Time I Knew What Happiness Was.
Midnight, not a sound on the pavement has the moon lost her memory she is smiling alone in the lamplight, the wither… Touch me, its so easy to leave me all alone. Midnight, not a sound from the pavement.
Memory, All Alone In The Moonlight.
Another night is over another day is dawning touch me! And the wind begins to moan. To listen to a line again, press the button or the backspace key.
