Memory's Flow

Robert sang of Charlotte while Simon saved a prayer

And Bowie's underground in modern love

The sweetest dreams in Africa showed no sign of yesterday

When we were tied up in the chains of love

If you lay your hands on me I promise that I'll melt with you

And only if you leave will I fall down

You never let me down, something about you found

That manic Monday's hidden spark

If we could learn to fly to funky town where posh men lie

And make no Promises in the Dark

These are the things that I recall