Married To A Memory

Seventeen or thirty-five

It felt the same then as now

I ain't talkin' 'bout husbands and wives

And nothin' 'bout wedding vows.

Young boy was full of joy

Lost his high school sweetheart

First time in his life he found himself

Out there on that street.

Walkin' around single

Married to a memory

Much too young to be walking round single

Married to a memory.

Love has it's own bonds

And has it's own means

You just can't separate

Or divorce yourself from feelings.

Young man found he had

Lost a love he thought

Would last forever then he

Wondered if forever he'd be

Walking round single

Married to a memory.

I see these lovers

With these looks on their faces

I wonder what they see

When they look at me now

I see others in other places

Don't know where they're goin'

Don't know where they've been

Do I just quit, no I wanna be loved and love again.

Seventeen or thirty-five

It felt the same then as now

I ain't talkin' 'bout husbands

And wives and nothin' 'bout wedding vows.

Young boy, young man, middle-aged crazy

Brokenhearted here I am

Back out on the street walkin' around

Single married to a memory.

Once again here I am

Back on the street.

I don't know where I'm going

I don't know where I've been

Do I just quit, no,

I wanna be loved and love again.

See I was a young boy then a young man

Middle-aged crazy, broken hearted

Here I am back out on the street

Walking round single once again, here I am

Walking round single

Can't begin to count the times I've been single

Married to a memory.

I wanna be loved again

And loved again, loved again...