Not a Through Street

I don't remember much of anything of those years
Kind of strange, kind of sad considering all the laughs and all the tears
Could it be this quiet cul-de-sac or the cynical moon?
Could it be the neighbor'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 streams in 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, but I don't know about you
So no matter what or when or who
You remember me, I'll remember
You remember me, I'll remember
You remember me, I'll remember you secretly
Remember you secretly, I'll remember