Married To A Memory

(Dave Loggins)
 Seventeen or thirty-five
 It felt the same then as now
 I ain't talkin' 'bout husbands and wives
 And nothin' 'bout wedding vows.
 Young boy was full of joy
 Lost his high school sweetheart
 First time in his life he found himself
 Out there on that street.
 Walkin' around single
 Married to a memory
 Much too young to be walking round single
 Married to a memory.
 Love has it's own bonds
 And has it's own means
 You just can't separate
 Or divorce yourself from feelings.
 Young man found he had
 Lost a love he thought
 Would last forever then he
 Wondered if forever he'd be
 Walking round single
 Married to a memory.
 I see these lovers
 With these looks on their faces
 I wonder what they see
 When they look at me now
 I see others in other places
 Don't know where they're goin'
 Don't know where they've been
 Do I just quit, no I wanna be loved and love again.
 Seventeen or thirty-five
 It felt the same then as now
 I ain't talkin' 'bout husbands
 And wives and nothin' 'bout wedding vows.
 Young boy, young man, middle-aged crazy
 Brokenhearted here I am
 Back out on the street walkin' around
 Single married to a memory.
 Once again here I am
 Back on the street.
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 I don't know where I'm going
 I don't know where I've been
 Do I just quit, no,
 I wanna be loved and love again.
 See I was a young boy then a young man
 Middle-aged crazy, broken hearted
 Here I am back out on the street
 Walking round single once again, here I am
 Walking round single
 Can't begin to count the times I've been single
 Married to a memory.
 I wanna be loved again
 And loved again, loved again...