Losing You (White Heat Version) — текст песни (Dusty Springfield)

Layin` about, lying in bed
Maybe it was somethin` I thought I said
With the tempo of the damned, the temptation of tomorrow
I don`t know if I can give you anything but sorrow

They stay alive this late on Radio Five
But the pen that I write with won`t tell the truth
But the moments that I care about are moments that I treasure
Better take another measure for pleasure

Losing you
Is just a memory
Memories don`t mean that much to me
Losing you
Is just a memory
Memories don`t mean that much to me

I count the pages of the letter I write
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine
Tearin` up the sheets of love this hand could not disguise
I`ll start to count again and close my eyes

Losing you
Is just a memory
Memories don`t mean that much to me
Losing you
Is just a memory
Memories don`t mean that much to me

Now you`re here
I`m here too
Can be this easy for me and you

Now you`re here
I`m here too
Be this easy for me and you

Losing you
Is just a memory
Memories don`t mean that much to me
Losing you
Is just a memory
Memories don`t mean that much to me

Layin` about, lying in bed
Could be something that I thought I said