Has the moon lost her memory?
She is smiling alone.
In the lamplight the withered leaves collect at my feet
And the wind begins to moan

Every street lamp seems to beat a fatalistic warning.
Someone mutters and the street lamp gutters
And soon it will be morning.

Memory. All alone in the moonlight
I can smile at the old days,
I was beautiful then.
I remember the time I knew what happiness was
Let the memory live again.

Daylight. See the dew on the sunflower
And a rose that is fading,
Roses wither away.
Like the sunflower I yearn to turn my face toward the dawn
I am waiting for the day.

Now Old Deuteronomy, just before dawn
Through a silence you feel you could cut with a knife
Announces the cat who can now be reborn
And come back to a different Jellicle life.*

Memory. Turn your face to the moonlight
Let your memory lead you
Open up, enter in.
If you find there the meaning of what happiness is
Then a new life will begin.

Memory. All alone in the moonlight
I can smile at the old days
I was beautiful then.
I remember the time I knew what happiness was
Let the memory live again.

Burnt out ends of smoky days
The stale cold smell of morning.
The street lamp dies, another night is over
Another day is dawning.

Daylight. I must wait for the sunrise
I must think of a new life
And I mustn''t give in.
When the dawn comes tonight will be a memory too
And a new day will begin.

Sunlight, through the trees in summer
Endless masquerading.
Like a flower as the dawn is breaking
The memory is fading.

Touch me, it''s so easy to leave me
All alone with the memory
Of my days in the sun.
If you touch me you''ll understand what happiness is
Look, a new day has begun.

*Not sung by Grizabella.