| I turn on the radio and hear your favorite song
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| And all day long I hum the melody
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| When I see that special look
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| Between two people so in love
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| I remember how it was with you and me
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| Everywhere I turn there’s your memory
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| The image of you burning up inside me
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| It’s almost more than I can do
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| To think of anything but you
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| 'Cause everywhere I turn there’s your memory
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| If I go somewhere with friends
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| Someone’s sure to mention you
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| Then some old familiar feeling steals back in
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| When I go to sleep at night you’re still filling up my dreams
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| How I wish you could fill up my arms again
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| Everywhere I turn there’s your memory
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| The image of you burning up inside me
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| It’s almost more than I can do
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| To think of anything but you
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| 'Cause everywhere I turn there’s your memory… |