|
Here I am outside your house at 3 A.M. |
|
Try'n to think you out of bed. |
|
I whistle at your sill, |
|
it echoes 'cross the street instead. |
|
I never will forget. |
|
I ain't remembered yet. |
|
Like mackeral in a net, |
|
I forget to forget. |
|
And you saw nothing in my eyes but yourself. |
|
Nothing in my eyes. |
|
I can't seem to find the same in no one else, |
|
I guess it's no surprise. |
|
I never can forget. |
|
I ain't remembered yet. |
|
Like mackeral in a net, |
|
I forget to forget. |
|
I forget to forget. |
|
I forget to forget. |
|
I ain't remembered yet. |
