SOME PEOPLE REMEMBER
THE FIRST TIME
SOME CAN'T FORGET
THE LAST
SOME JUST SELECT
WHAT THEY WANT TO
FROM THE PAST
IT'S A SONG
THAT YOU DANCED TO
IN HIGH SCHOOL
IT'S A MOON
YOU TRIED
TO BRING DOWN
ON A FOUR
IN THE MORNIN' DRIVE
THROUGH THE STREETS
OF TOWN
IT'S GETTIN' LATE NOW
TAKE MY HAND
YOU JUST HAVE
TO WHISPER
I WILL UNDERSTAND
IT'S A PHOTOGRAPH
TAKEN IN PARIS
AT THE END
OF THE HONEYMOON
IN 1948
LATE IN THE MONTH
OF JUNE
YOUR PARENTS SMILE
FOR THE CAMERA
IN SIENNA SHADES
OF LIGHT
NOW YOU'RE OLDER
THAN THEY WERE THEN
THAT SUMMER NIGHT
IT'S GETTIN' LATE NOW
TAKE MY HAND
YOU JUST HAVE
TO WHISPER
I WILL UNDERSTAND
IT'S A NEED
YOU NEVER GET USED TO
SO FIERCE
AND SO CONFUSED
IT'S A LOSS
YOU NEVER GET OVER
THE FIRST TIME YOU LOSE
AND TONIGHT I AM
THINKING OF SOMEONE
SEVENTEEN YEARS AGO
WE RODE
IN HIS DADDY'S CAR
DOWN THE RIVER ROAD
IT'S GETTIN' LATE NOW
TAKE MY HAND
YOU JUST HAVE
TO WHISPER
I WILL UNDERSTAND
IT'S GETTIN' LATE NOW
TAKE MY HAND
YOU JUST HAVE
TO WHISPER