Not a Through Street Songtext
von Anya Marina

I don′t remember much of anything, of those years
Kind of strange and kind of sad
Considering all the laughs, and all the tears
Could be this quiet cul-de-sac
Or the cynical moon?
Could be the neighbour's cat
Watching me from the living room

Either way, these days I feel so strange
I remember you, so strange
Do you remember me? secretly

So I comb the depths of the ocean floor of my memory
Grasping onto some shell, some piece
Some evidence of you and me
Sunlight streamin′ mornings
Your head in the sheets
Dancing naked in the living room
I still practice secretly


I remember you, secretly
Do you remember me? secretly
I remember you, secretly
Do you remember me? secretly

You're a mile away
On your island, so close
Doing who knows what
With who knows who
Haphazard lovers
Don't seem to drown out your tune
It goes for me anyway
I don′t know about you

So no matter what or when or who
You remember me, I′ll remember you
You remember me, I'll remember you
You remember me
I′ll remember you, secretly
Remember you, secretly
I'll remember