Midnight, not a sound from the pavement.
Has the moon lost her mem’ry? She is smiling alone.
In the lamplight the withered leaves collect at my feet
And the wind begins to moan.
Mem’ry, all alone in the moonlight I can dream of the old days,
Life was beautiful then.
I remember the time I knew what happiness was,
Let the mem’ry live again.
Ev’ry street lamp seems to beat a fatalistic warning.
Someone mutters and a street lamp sputters and soon it will be morning.
Daylight, I must wait for the sunrise, I must think of a new life and I mus’n’t give in.
When the dawn comes tonight will be a memory too and a new day will begin.
Burnt out ends of smoky days the stale cold smell of morning
A street lamp dies another night is over, another day is dawning.
Touch me it’s so easy to leave me all alone with the mem’ry of my days in the sun.
If you touch me you’ll understand what happiness is. Look a new day has begun.
1981 – Andrew Lloyd Webber, Trevor Nunn, and T. S. Eliot – From the Broadway musical “Cats” –
Performed by Barbra Streisand – Album: Memories