Topic: "Box of Memories"
I fussed over this one a lot and now it gives me goosebumps and shivers . . .
This is very sentimental and hard for me to sing because I keep choking up.
Box of MemoriesJames McCormick, September 1, 2007
I'm [G]hoping there's a [C]place for me in your [G]box of memories.
I'm [C]hoping when you open it you'll [Em]fondly think of [D]me.
[C]Time can make the [D]past go dim or [G]make it softly [C]gleam . . .
I'm [C]hoping that you [D]smile a bit [C]if you think of [G]me.
. . . .
I'm [G]wishing that I [C]knew back then [G]what I've learned by now.
[C]Simple consequences so [Em]foreign to me some-[D]how.
[C]Seasons come a-[D]round again but [G]chances can be [C]lost . . .
I'm [C]wishing oppor-[D]tunity didn't [C]always have a [G]cost.
[C]Time can make the [D]past grow dim, or [G]make it start to [C]gleam . . .
I'm [C]hoping that you [D]smile a bit [C]if you think of [G]me.
I'm [G]sure your box of [C]memories is [G]full of precious gems.
[C]Treasured mementos of [Em]who, where and [D]when.
Maybe [C]somewhere in the [D]jumble there [G]is a little [C]piece . . .
A [C]souvenir from [D]way back, to re-[C]mind you of [G]me.
. . . .
[G]I recall the [C]times we had as [G]being mighty fine.
[C]Moments sharp and fleeting still [Em]flash within my [D]mind.
I [C]bet that if we [D]met again, [G]we would laugh and [C]cry . . .
I re-[C]call it ended [D]suddenly, I for-[C]got exactly [G]why.
[C]Time can give per-[D]spective, and [G]help the hurt to [C]cease . . .
I'm [C]hoping that you [D]smile a bit [C]if you think of [G]me
I [G]hope your box of [C]memories is not [G]heavy with regrets.
[C]Hope you still have lots of room for [Em]what is coming [D]next.
Ex-[C]perience can [D]knock you down or [G]keep you on your [C]feet . . .
I [C]hope the bitter [D]lessons are en-[C]lightened by your [G]sweet.
. . . .
So [G]many little [C]corners in my [G]box of memories.
[C]Melancholy relics im-[Em]portant just to [D]me.
Some [C]shadows faded [D]long ago, [G]buried in the [C]snow . . .
But [C]you are nestled [D]safely, . . you [C]never . . lost your [G]glow.
[C]Time can make the [D]past grow dim, or [G]make it start to [C]glow . . .
If you [C]think of me, I [D]hope you smile . . . But I [C]guess I'll never [G]know.
"That darn Pythagorean Comma thing keeps messing me up!"
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