Thanks For The Memory

Thanks for the memory 
  Of things I can’t forget 
  Journeys on a jet 
  Our wond’rous week in Martinique 
  And Vegas and Roulette 
  How lucky I was 

  And thanks for the memory 
  Of summers by the sea 
  Dawn in Waikiki 
  We had a pad in London 
  But we didn’t stop for tea 
  How cozy it was 

  Now since our breakup 
  I wake up alone on a gray morning-after 
  I long for the sound of your laughter 
  And then I see the laugh’s on me 

  But thanks for the memory 
  Of every touch a thrill 
  I’ve been through the mill 
  I’ve lived a lot and learned a lot 
  You loved me not and still 
  I miss you so much 

  Thanks for the memory 
  Of how we used to jog 
  Even in a fog 
  That barbecue in Malibu 
  Away from all the smog 
  How rainy it was 

  Thanks for the memory 
  Of letters I destroyed 
  Books that we enjoyed 
  Tonight the way things look 
  I need a book by Sigmund Freud 
  How brainy he was 

  Gone are those evenings on Broadway 
  Together we’d go to a great show 
  But now I begin with the late show 
  And wish that you were watching, too 

  I know it’sa fallacy 
  That grown men never cry 
  Baby, that’sa lie 
  We had our bed of roses 
  But forgot that roses die 
  And thank you so much