Memory

I don't want to be the photograph you hold so tightly in your hands
When you remember good times you enjoyed back when you were a younger man 
The photograph that takes you back in time
The one that makes you wish you still were mine 
I don't want to be the sweater I left somewhere lying at your place
The perfume still reminds you of the smile I used to wear across my face 
The sweater that you hold, you won't let it go
But if you hold on to it, she will know 
 
I don't want to be the music you forget to play
I don't want to be the words you never get to say 
Baby please, don't make me
A memory 
 
I don't want to be the silver lining you see on your wedding day
And when you're making love, you close your eyes and hope the color fades away 
The silver that you see when you look in her eyes
You chose what was safe and what was wise 
I don't want to be the record you play when you're drunk and all alone 
The one you only play when your wife and your children aren't at home 
The one that makes you wish you could do it all again
The melancholy melody your friend 
 
I don't want to be the music you forget to play
I don't want to be the words you never get to say 
Baby please, don't make me
A memory