Memories Of You - Frank Sinatra, Nelson Riddle

Waking skies — at sunrise

Every sunset too

Seems to be — bringing me Memories of you

Here and there — every where

Scenes that we once knew

And they all — just recall

Memories of you

(oh) how I wish I could forget those, (those) happy yesteryears

That have left a rosary of tears

Your face beams — in my dreams

(in) spite of all (that) I do

(and) everything — seems to bring

Memories of you