Lyrics:

Standin 'round in a crowded room your face is here bring me back to you leaving town slips into my head again my friends say stay but i wanna go theres people here that i used to know to the situation that you put me in and i can tell myself that i will be gone you can rest assure that i will be home cuz i belong to the best of you and you belong to the things i do well this song is how i'll remember you cuz i can tell you what its like to be gone you're an old time memory you're an old time memory laying back with the headphones on a pen in hand takes me to the dawn paper warned to the thoughts of you again taking light of the time of night a ballpoint fast full of work in mind the chorus playing in my head again cuz i can tell myself that i will be gone but you can rest assure that i will be home cuz i belong to the best of you and you belong to the things i do well this song is how i'll remember you cuz i can tell you what its like to be gone you're an old time memory you're an old time memory well the feelings that remain and the promises in vain and the memories are stained you do cuz i can tell myself that i will be gone and you can rest assured that i will be home cuz i belong to the best of you and you belong to the things i do well this song is how i'll remember you cuz i can tell you what its like to be gone cuz i can tell you what its like to be gone you're an old time memory