(Don Cook - John Barlow Jarvis)       There's a clock on the wall at the end of the hall   That hasn't kept time in years   There's an old tattered bear in the bedroom somewhere   'Cause ya can't hardly sleep 'less it's near.      There's an old box of letters I know you still save   'Cause you're too sentimental to throw them away   But is there room in your heart   For an old memory like me?      There's an old satin gown been twice handed down   You were savin' for your weddin' day   But you married in haste, what a terrible waste   And it never got used anyway.      There's a bottle of champainge, it's french 59   But you might as well drink it to happier times   Is there room in your heart   For an old memory like me?      I used to tease you 'cause you couldn't part with    things that were no use at all   Now I'm afraid that you'll toss them away    After all.      Like the clock on the wall at the end of the hall    That hasn't kept time in years   Like the old tattered bear in the bedroom somewhere    You can't hardly sleep 'less it's near .      There's a bottle of champainge, it's french 59   But you might as well drink it to happier times   Is there room in your heart    For an old memory like me?      Mmm hmm, is there room in your heart   For an old memory like me, mhm, mhm...