paroles de chanson Memories (live) - Beverley Craven
My
little
sister
sings
herself
to
sleep
She
doesn't
know
we're
listening
To
her
lullaby,
so
innocent
and
sweet
I've
rocked
her
cradle
'til
her
tears
were
dry
And
chased
away
a
sleepless
night
With
a
fairy-tale
Reliving
the
best
years
of
my
life
When
I
look
into
her
eyes
And
then
I
realize
Everything
she's
going
through
will
be
her
memories
When
she's
older,
and
wiser
She's
making
her
history
And
everything
we're
going
through
will
be
our
memories
I'm
going
make
them
worth
remembering
For
years
.. .
I'm
gonna
tell
her
when
she
wants
to
know
But
in
the
end
she's
on
her
own
No
more
fairy-tales
Just
giving
the
best
years
of
her
life
As
a
mother
or
a
wife
A
woman
with
a
child
Everything
she's
going
through
will
be
her
memories
When
she's
older,
and
wiser
She's
making
her
history
And
everything
we're
going
through
will
be
our
memories
I'm
going
make
them
worth
remembering
For
years
.. .
Everything
she's
going
through
will
be
her
memories
When
she's
older,
and
wiser
She's
making
her
history
And
everything
we're
going
through
will
be
our
memories
I'm
going
make
them
worth
remembering
For
years
.. .
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