I remember being in heaven, some other place, someother time, some other love.

 I remember walking on silver sand with a mid summer moon shining above.
 And I remember the taste of her sweet lips, some other place, some other
 time, some other love.

 I remember holding her close to me.
 And I can picture the nights we shared alone.
 When I'm dreaming, it all seems so real to me.
 Then I wake up and find it's all done.

 Tomorrow I may be holding another girl, but tonight she's not the one I'm thinkin' of.
 Could it be my life would just be a mem'ry of some other place, some other
 time, some other love; of some other place, some other time, some other love;
 of some other place, some other time, some other love