Saw you walking in the rain 
it brought back memories 
of times we shared together 
of that love- so wild and free. 
We used to jump all fences, 
there were no baundaries. 
Now love is just a river 
of precious memories. 

I wondered if I should 
just stop and say "Hallo". 
After all these years 
I still want to know 
do you sometimes think about us, 
when our hearts were wild and free?... 
Now our love is just a river 
of precious memories. 

So I just stood and watched 
as you slowly disappeared, 
and that old familiar feeling 
for a moment reappeared. 
And I caught myself remembering 
how you brought me to my knees, 
turning love into a river 
of precious memories. 

I said a little prayer 
through the pouring rain. 
I whished you only happiness 
and I whispered out your name. 
If fate is forgiving 
and an angel hears my please, 
we'll meet again on that river 
of precious memories.