Memories of love creep in Quiet as a mouse When you're finally sleeping And they fill the house They begin their quaint folk dance The bed starts to shake Some get in your pajama pants And you jolt awake Some are like a sip of champagne Some are harder stuff Some are advertising campaigns Memories of love Every secret desire Every teenage crush Every little cragmire Come to make you blush Every pecca-dillo Every sordid scene What you said to your pillow What you dared to dream Some are vicious lies and libel Some are true enough Some are modern, some are tribal Memories of love Every tearless farewell When a young man died In the empty stairwell Where at last, she cried You say: "that's not funny Just go away!" Soon you're down on one knee Begging them to stay Some are brilliant, some are awful Some are summer fluff Some are heavy russian novels Memories of love Some are trips through fields of daisies Some are pretty rough Some of them will drive you crazy Memories of love