Try to Remember - Ray Conniff

Try to remember the kind of September When life was slow and also mellow Try to remember the kind of September When grass was green and grain was yellow Try to remember the kind of September When you were young and callow fellow Try to remember and if you remember Then follow, follow Try to remember when life was so tender That no one wept except the willow Try to remember when life was so tender That dreams were kept beside your pillow Try to remember when life was so tender That love was an ember about to billow Try to remember and if you remember Then follow, follow Deep in December, it's nice to remember Although you know the snow will follow Deep in December, it's nice to remember Without a hurt, the heart is hollow Deep in December, it's nice to remember The fire of September that made you mellow Deep in December, our hearts should remember And follow, follow

Try to remember the kind of September When life was slow and oh, so mellow Try to remember the kind of September When grass was green and grain was yellow Try to remember the kind of September When you were a tender and callow fellow Try to remember and if you remember Then follow, follow Try to remember when life was so tender That no one wept except the willow Try to remember the time of September When love was an ember about to billow Try to remember and if you remember Then follow, follow Deep in December, it's nice to remember Although you know the snow will follow Deep in December, it's nice to remember The fire of September that made us mellow Deep in December, our hearts should remember And follow, follow, follow

Try to erase The smell of freedom And every face That happened to meet mine What still remains Something unrelenting I'll say the names Of those I left behind Chorus: In the still of the night Do you laugh do you cry Do you try not to remember? If its a question of fate Do you love do you hate Do you try not to remember? I see your eyes In my own reflection These broken skys Begin begin to mend We are the same Fighting for something Whats left to gain? Theres no means to an end Chorus: In the still of the night Do you laugh do you cry Do you try not to remember? If its a question of fate Do you love to you hate Do you try not to remember?

Hey, everybody's talkin' about the good old days, right Everybody, the good old days, the good old days Well, let's talk about the good old days Come to think of it as, as bad as we think they are These will become the good old days for our children But why don't we, try to remember that kind of September When life was slow and oh, so mellow Try to remember, and if you remember then follow Oh, why does it seem the past is always better We look back and think the winters were warmer The grass was greener, the skies were bluer And smiles were bright Can it be that it was all so simple then Or has time rewritten every line And if we had the chance to do it all again Tell me, would we? Could we? Memories, like the corners of my mind Misty watercolor memories of the way we were Scattered pictures of the smiles we left behind Smiles we gave to one another for the way we were Oh, can it be that it was all so simple then Or has time rewritten every line And if we had the chance to do it all again Tell me, would we? Could we? Memories, may be beautiful and yet What's too painful to remember we simply choose to forget So it's the laughter we will remember Whenever we remember the way we were Remember, the way we were

Try to remember the kind of September, When life was slow and oh so mellow. Try to remember the kind of September, When grass was green and grain was yellow. Try to remember the kind of September, When you were a tender and callow fellow. Try to remember, and if you remember, Then follow (follow) follow (follow) follow . . . Try to remember when life was so tender, That no one wept except the willow, Try to remember when life was so tender, That dreams were kept beside your pillow. Try to remember when life was so tender, That love was an ember about to billow, Try to remember, and if you remember, Then follow (follow) follow . . . (Follow . . .deep in December it's nice to remember, Although you know the snow will follow. Deep in December it's nice to remember, Without a hurt the heart is hollow.) Deep in December it's nice to remember, The fire of September that made us mellow. Deep in December our heart's should remember, And follow (follow) follow (follow) follow . . .

Stars are aglow and tonight how their light sets me dreaming, My love, do you know that your eyes are like stars brightly beaming? I bring you and sing you A moonlight serenade. Let us stray till break of day In love's valley of dreams, You and i, a summer sky, A heavenly breeze kisses the trees. So don't let me wait, come to me tenderly in the june light. I stand at your gate and I sing you a song in the moonlight, A love song, my darling, A moonlight serenade. We can stay till break of day In love's valley of dreams, You and i, a summer sky, A heavenly breeze kisses the trees. So don't let me wait, come to me tenderly in the june light. I stand at your gate and I sing you a song in the moonlight, A love song, my darling, A moonlight serenade.

They tried to tell us we're too young Too young to really be in love They say that loves a word A word we've only heard But can't begin to know The meaning of And yet we're not too young to know This love will last though years may go And then some day they may recall We were not too young at all And yet we're not too young to know That this love will last though years may go And then some day they may recall We were not too young at all