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As I look back on some nights in the park Strange meetings in the dark I can see you talking to an unknown shadow As the black sky is comin' down on us so low And I wonder? Why I always keep pleasant memories of the past? Why anything bad or good seems better? Once it has passed I'm facing the ceiling, alone in the dark Remembering all the things which have left a mark I find it's hard to see what stands in the shadow As if somebody didn't want me to know And I wonder? Why I always keep pleasant memories of the past? Why anything bad or good seems better? Once it has passed This very personal story May only make sense to me This very personal story May only make sense to me This very personal story May only make sense to me This very personal story May only make sense to me And I wonder, why? Why I always keep pleasant memories of the past? Why anything bad or good seems better? Once it has passed Once it has passed Once it has passed