Just a Memory - Billy Strayhorn

Layin' about, lyin' in bed

Maybe it was something that I thought I’d said

With the tempo of today and the temptation of tomorrow

I don’t know if I could give you anything but sorrow

They stay alive this late on Radio Five

But the pen that I write with won’t tell the truth

'Cause the moments that I can’t recall

Are moments that you treasure

Better take another measure for pleasure

Losing you is just a memory

Memories don’t mean that much to me

Losing you is just a memory

Memories don’t mean that much to me

Now you’re here, I’m here too

Could be this easy for me and you

Losing you is just a memory

Memories don’t mean that much to me

Losing you is just a memory

Memories don’t mean that much to me

Lyin' about, layin' in bed

Maybe it was something that I thought I’d said