Baixar Mais Tocadas: letras de Elvis Presley

Memories, pressed between the pages of my mindMemories, sweetened thru the ages just like wineQuiet thought come floating downAnd settle softly to the groundLike golden autumn leaves around my feetI touched them and they burst apart with sweet memories,Sweet memoriesOf holding hands and red bouquetsAnd twilight trimmed in purple hazeAnd laughing eyes and simple waysAnd quiet nights and gentle days with youMemories, pressed between the pages of my mindMemories, sweetened thru the ages just like wine,Memories, memories, sweet memories