I've got to leave these photographs in memory I've got to get back outside and face the day Cause whenever I get on that train of memories Lord, how I seem to slip away And I see Christmas Eve's summer lawns and roses 1956 and 65 Back when we were all so young and happy And living in the best years of our lives And I can see my life pass through these pages And I can picture every move I make Down the line across the dusty stages And thirty years of marching on a parade And I see caps and gowns and Uncle John and Rosie 1956 and 65 Back when we were all so young and happy And living in the best years of our lives Someone said that time runs like a freight train But I believe that time is standing fast And I am all about my own vessel And I'm just sailing through the waters of my past And everyone I've ever known and needed And everything I ever dared to try Lost upon the ocean of my memories Leaving me living in the best years of my life And I've got to leave these photographs in memory I've got to get back outside and face the day Because whenever I get on that train of memories Lord, how I seem to slip away And I see Christmas Eve's summer lawns and roses 1956 and 65 Back when we were all so young and happy And living in the best years of our lives Thank you for watching!