(Music and lyrics by Richard Marx) Twenty four and he believes for sure he's got it made Fame is here for good and looks will never fade He doesn't know The game is never over till the cards have all been played Eighty three and still he feels his best is yet to come He believes that youth is wasted on the young He's alone The only dream he ever has is being with someone Love you when you're standing tall But nobody knows you when you're falling All you have to do is call But nobody ever hears the silent scream. Christmas came and went again but still nobody came Staring at her wedding photo in a frame She's alone We should hope the loss of memory helps to ease the pain Chorus Memories, moments you recall We should be remembered for the greatest of them all You can't begin to live someone else's life Or your own will pass you by Oh, who's to know Maybe we can learn a thing or two from everyone Chorus