You Never Remind Me Lyrics - 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-à-vis 

You raise the heat repeatedly, so if I forget to recall 

Remind me again, that's all, that's all, that's all