Memory,

Turn your face to the moonlight,

Let your memory leave you

Open up,

Enter in

If you find there,

The meaning of what happiness is

Then a new life will begin

Memory

All alone in the moonlight,

I can smile at the old days

I was beautiful then

I remember the time I knew what happiness was

Let the memory live again

Burnt out ends of smoky days

The stale cold smell of morning

A streetlamp dies - another night is over

Daylight,

I must wait for the sunrise,

I must think of a new life

And I mustn't give in

When the dawn comes 

Tonight, will be a memory too

And a new day

Will begin…

Grizabella:

The memory is fading…

TOUCH ME!

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 new day…

Has…

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