Old Time Memory

Standin 'round in a crowded room your face is here bring me back to you leaving town slips into my head again my friends say stay but I wanna go there's people here that I used to know to the situation that you put me in and I can tell myself that I will be gone you can rest assure that I will be home cuz I belong to the best of you and you belong to the things I do well this song is how I'll remember you cuz I can tell you what its like to be gone you're an old time memory you're an old time memory laying back with the headphones on a pen in hand takes me to the dawn paper warned to the thoughts of you again taking light of the time of night a ballpoint fast full of work in mind the chorus playing in my head again cuz I can tell myself that I will be gone