| Waking skies at sunrise
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| And at sunset, too
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| Seem to be bringing me
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| Memories of you
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| Here and there, everywhere
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| Scenes that we once knew
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| And they all just recall
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| Memories of you
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| How I wish, I could forget those
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| Those happy yesteryears
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| That have left a rosary of tears
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| Your face beams in my dreams
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| 'Spite of all I do
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| Everything seems to bring
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| Memories of you
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| Though for years we’ve been far apart
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| Time heals everything but my heart
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| It still aches for you the same old way
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| Seems I can’t escape from the past
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| And your face keeps holding me fast
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| Each tomorrow seems like yesterday
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| How I wish I could forget those yesteryears
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| That have left a rosary of tears
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| Your face beams in my dreams
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| 'Spite of all I do
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| Everything seems to bring
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| Memories of you
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| Days I knew with you are just a memory
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| Just a memory of you
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| Of you
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| Thank you, ladies and gentlemen
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| Good evening and welcome
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| Tonight we would like to do one of Cole Porter’s best tunes
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| One, two, a-one, two, three, four… |