Liz Henger/Rob Crosby)



When her grandkids comes to visit her

Sometimes she forgets their names

Her memory is selective now

Small details just fade away

She looks out the windows with a vacant stare

She can't remember what she's doing there



But she remembers love

The blue in his eyes

Hot summer nights

It's like she's memorized his every touch

And how he swept her heart away

Like it was yesterday

She remembers love



On her dresser there's a special box

Where she keeps a fade flower

From a wild field where they made love

And woke each other's first desire

The passion never died for sixty years

And since she's lost him, some things haven't been so clear



But she remembers love

The blue in his eyes

Hot summer nights

It's like she's memorized his every touch

And how he swept her heart away

Like it was yesterday

She remembers love



Now she comes and goes

And doesn't always know

What day it is, what year it is

Or who somebody was, but...



But she remembers love

The blue in his eyes

Hot summer nights

It's like she's memorized his every touch

And how he swept her heart away

Like it was yesterday

She remembers love



She remembers love