The things that come back to haunt me

And walk my room at night

Can be nothing at all like a dream

That will vanish in the light

They're memories from long ago

That lodge inside your brain

They're memories of your first love

When you can't remember her name.

They used to say what's in a name

Well, I've got the face in a picture frame

Let's say the passing years are to blame

I can't remember her name.

Just her name would complete the story

It's on the tip of my tongue

I see her face, I smell her hair It's her name that just won't come

And I wonder if it really matters

There's no warmth in a long dead flame

You never forget your first love

 But I can't remember her name.