[Mitch]:
I was not like other guys
Early to bed, early to rise
I was a man about the town
Dancing till dawn came creeping
Now my dancing shows instead
Are safe at home beneath my bed
And I just pace the bedroom floor
It's one, it's two
It's three, it's four...

I can't seem to fall asleep, my darling
I keep rememb'ring you
Even as I'm counting sheep, my darling
I keep rememb'ring you
Through the day, I may keep moving
Searching high and low
For someone new
But I'm afraid I'm in too deep
No matter what I do
I keep rememb'ring you

[Narrator]:
A journal, over 70 years old, and I found it... or it found me
I stayed up all night looking for Yank! magazines that might have his byline
[Mitch]:
Still awake...
And still rememb'ring you

{Narrator}:
God, this song...
Rattling in my head

[Mitch]:
Five o'clock, six o'clock
I get up, I make coffee, make do
All day long, I'm always tired
Hoping please tonight, I'll catch a few
But then, 'neath starlight's silver beams
When you should fill my dreams
I'm up, rememb'ring you