I've taken down all of her pictures,
I've cleaned out all of her drawers;
I've painted over the scratches
From all of our little wars...
I've put away every gift
That she ever gave to me;
Now everything is in its place -
Except for her memory.....
And where do I put her memory
When it haunts me night and day?
I can't hide it in the closet;
And Lord, I can't throw it away...
Where do I put her memory
When it's always in my mind?
I can't chase it, erase it -
I just have to face it,
It's gonna be there a long, long time.....
I got rid of the pillow
Where she used to lay her head;
I've picked up her hair pins and curlers
That she dropped on her side of the bed...
I locked away each souvenir
And thrown away the key;
Now everything is in its place -
Except for her memory.....
And where do I put her memory
When it's always in my mind?
I can't chase it, erase it -
I just have to face it,
It's gonna be there a long, long time...
It's gonna be there a long, long time...
