Don Johnson Follow

You can pack your bags, take a walk, throw your hands in the air, refuse to talk. Swear to be damned, it was all a bad dream leaving me, with a silent scream.You can take the photos off the walls, leave empty echoes in the halls.I still see your face when I look aroundI see your lips move, but there's no sound.You can throw away reminders of you and me, but you can't take your memory.No, you can't take that part of you from me.Can't take your memory--it's so deep in the heart of me. Know some day, I'll break free.Thinkin' 'bout those used-to-be's. Even though you're long since gone, it's those little things about you that keep hangin' on. You can throw away reminders of you and me, but you can't take your memory.No, you can't take that part of you from me. Can't take your memory--it's so deep in the heart of me. It's no good to dwell upon it they say.I've found a thousand ways to make it through each day.Then the sun goes down, and the shadows grow tall.My mind goes to you like it's nothing at all.'Cause you're still in my heart. You're still in my heart, baby.You're still in my heart.Can't take your memory.No, you can't take that part of you from me.You can take my heart, tear it apart.But you'll never, never take your memory. 'Cause you're still in my heart.