Lyrics

The books you read stacked on your shelf, empty shoes lie on the floor
All your clothes are tucked away inside your dresser drawers
Photos smiling back at me from my refrigerator door
Just these things and memories are all I have anymore

Memory collector
That is who I’m turning out to be
Memory collector
Storing up the ones of you and me

Fingerprints upon the glass and your footprints down the hall
Your name is written all around, in the dust and on the walls
Pencil marks adding up as I watched you grow so tall
Looking back to days gone by, how those teardrops fall

Memory collector
That is who I’m turning out to be
Memory collector
Gathering the ones of you and me

Like raindrops on my windows
Leaves falling to the ground
Memories of you will always come around
When snow flies in the winter
And your tree blooms in spring
My heart will always hold on to every little thing
That you are to me
So I’ll always be
Collecting memories

Funny stories you would tell and the wisdom you’d impart
Little things you would do, etched upon my heart
Broken dreams collecting dust, ones that never got a start
Holding on to memories that are tearing me apart

Memory collector
That is who I’m turning out to be
Memory collector
Holding on to ones of you and me
Memory collector
That is who I’m always gonna be
Memory collector
Cumulating all these memories