You Never Remind Me (LP Version)

[ti:You Never Remind Me (LP Version)] [ar:Linda Eder] [al:It's No Secret Anymore] [by:季风网-【http://www.ip21.cn】] [offset:0] You Never Remind Me - Linda Eder You never remind me of Paris in spring A Rembrandt I find to my mind you don't bring There's no work of art could start to compare You never remind me of pricey French wine Or tuxedoed gents who have dinner at nine Every other man is Vin Ordinaire You're so unique I find so well designed That every single thing about you Reminds me of only you You never remind me of summers in Spain The sun when it's setting the sound of the rain New years with Dick Clark or Park Avenue You never remind me of Sir Lancelot My memory of him is totally shot King Midas touch not much next to you 'Cause if the truth be known when we're alone Then every single thing about you Reminds me of only you You never remind me of Gods that are Greek my dear And though I may hang on each word that you speak It's clear Ahead and behind me I lose track of all events And as a consequence you are my present tense You never remind me of anyone who Reminds me of anyone other than you Compare though I will I still can't equate 'Cause when you're here with me then vis--vis You raise the heat repeatedly so if I forget to recall Remind me again that's all that's all that's all