(L. Hargrove - M. Kennedy - P. Rose)      The ads in the paper, the signs in the yard   This house ain't a home anymore   Gone are the lovers who lived there in love   It's empty with memories of all that love was.      Three bedrooms, two stories but they won't reveal   The two separate feelings two people conceal   We gave that all up, we sold everything   Down to our very last dream.      But there's still memories for sale   I've got no use for them   Memories for sale   Their priceless to me   But what I fear to lose   These memories for sale.      The Mr. and Mrs, are single again   No longer lovers, not even friends   We outgrew each other, we out lived our love   I'm empty with memories of all that love was.      I've got memories for sale   I've got no use for them    Memories for sale   Their priceless to me   But what I fear to lose   These memories for sale.      Memories for sale...