I'm permanent you can't erase me I'll have you remember me One more kiss is all it takes I'll leave you with the memory and the aftertaste Turns out that no one can replace me Rewind, Friday night never forget it How you let me go No more lies I'll be

Music can't be everything They were once awaiting I'll meet you in the maze All those songs that came before you Every friend in need, every memory It's me who makes the peace in me All I wanna sleep with, see It's me that makes the peace in me From

I need something to fly (something to fly) I need something to breathe (something to breathe) Oh, oh, oh, oh I will try not to breathe I will try not to worry you I have seen things that you will never see Leave it to memory me Over my grave again (you

I am the voice of never, never land The innocence, the dreams of every man Every chimney, every moonlit sight Every memory that you hold dear I am the empty crib of Peter Pan, A soaring kite against the blue, blue sky, I am the story that will read you

Candles in the window Shadows painting the ceiling Gazing at the fire glow Feeling that gingerbread feeling Precious moments, special people Happy faces, I can see Somewhere in my memory Christmas joys all around me Living in my memory

Candles in the window Shadows painting the ceiling Gazing at the fire glow Feeling that gingerbread feeling Precious moments, special people Happy faces, I can see Somewhere in my memory Christmas joys all around me Living in my memory

How could I ever go back Back to the life Where I lived amongst the dead Who have forgotten how to feel And become slaves to memory And wishful thinking But your love has set me free As you awaken every star That has been sleeping In the constellation of

I wanna be living for the love of you All that I'm giving is for the love of you Hmm Huh Hoo hoo hey baby I'm looking for you Drifting on a memory Ain't no place I'd rather be Than with you, loving you Day will make a way for night All we'll need is

I am the voice of never, never land The innocence, the dreams of every man Every chimney, every moonlit sight Every memory that you hold dear I am the empty crib of Peter Pan, A soaring kite against the blue, blue sky, I am the story that will read you

Why can't I free your doubtful mind and melt your cold, cold heart? I tried so hard, my dear, to show that you're my every dream Yet you're afraid each thing I do is just some evil scheme A memory from your lonesome past keeps us so far apart Another