While looking through an old scrapbook of mine

I let the pages take me back through time

Just an old scrapbook yellowed with age

But a million old mem'ries still live on each page

Memories that never will die from our first hello to our last goodbye

Old souvenirs and pictures we took I'll keep them forever inside my scrapbook



I see two tickets to the high school play the note on the napkin he wrote me one day

That said things he thought were too silly to say

His change of address when he moved away

Memories that never...

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I look at the last page and can't help but cry the newspaper clippings tell how he died

We planned to be married that night secretely

But fate stopped my love on his way to meet me

Memories that never...