Memory - Violent Femmes

don't remember anything you said, i don't remember any books that you have ever read, i don't remember the sound of your voice, i don't remember but it's not by choice, so i wish i could remember something you said, i wish that i could read every book that you ever have read, i wish i could hear the sound of your voice, i don't remember but it's now your choice, to come back from that well of a void, come back so that i could tell you how i'm annoyed, by the fact that i can't remember your smile or your frown, i can't remember the name of your hometown, i don't remember the color of your eyes, i don't remember so hey, i guess it's a little surprise, that i want to will you wonder would you wander back from where you are, you see i see i can not see but i come so far with a little guitar, that i play in bars and i'm lost in stars, memory, oh, come back from that well of a void, come back so that i could tell you how i'm annoyed, because come so far with a little guitar, that i play in bars and i'm lost in stars, memory, memory, memory, memory