Pages - Original - Willie Nelson

Last evening, I turned by the pages of time

And tore out the chapters when you were mine

I attempted to cut out the memories of you

And paste in some new ones, far better and true

True

I searched through the chapters, referring to hearts

For the one with the caption, «'Til death do us part»

I ripped at each letter and I tore at each word

I screamed at your memory and nobody heard

Nobody heard

But your memory’s determined, and chances are few

Of my ever finding a replacement for you

It desperately clings to the floor of my mind

And fights for its place in the pages of time