| Song | You Don't Remember Me |
| Artist | Diane Schuur |
| Album | Pure Schuur |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Lane, Winzeler | |
| A crowded room | |
| This afternoon | |
| They introduce me to you | |
| As I was staring into your eyes | |
| I couldn't tell if I saw hope, or lust or compromise | |
| But I was wrong | |
| The look was gone | |
| Our conversation was through | |
| The smile you gave me was just a brief affair | |
| And anyone could see | |
| You don't remember me | |
| I kept on staring into your eyes | |
| And once again I felt what you don't even recognize | |
| You had to leave | |
| I should believe | |
| To many years have gone by | |
| Sometime I wake up and hold your memory | |
| That's why it hurts to see | |
| You don't remember me |
| zuo ci : Lane, Winzeler | |
| A crowded room | |
| This afternoon | |
| They introduce me to you | |
| As I was staring into your eyes | |
| I couldn' t tell if I saw hope, or lust or compromise | |
| But I was wrong | |
| The look was gone | |
| Our conversation was through | |
| The smile you gave me was just a brief affair | |
| And anyone could see | |
| You don' t remember me | |
| I kept on staring into your eyes | |
| And once again I felt what you don' t even recognize | |
| You had to leave | |
| I should believe | |
| To many years have gone by | |
| Sometime I wake up and hold your memory | |
| That' s why it hurts to see | |
| You don' t remember me |
| zuò cí : Lane, Winzeler | |
| A crowded room | |
| This afternoon | |
| They introduce me to you | |
| As I was staring into your eyes | |
| I couldn' t tell if I saw hope, or lust or compromise | |
| But I was wrong | |
| The look was gone | |
| Our conversation was through | |
| The smile you gave me was just a brief affair | |
| And anyone could see | |
| You don' t remember me | |
| I kept on staring into your eyes | |
| And once again I felt what you don' t even recognize | |
| You had to leave | |
| I should believe | |
| To many years have gone by | |
| Sometime I wake up and hold your memory | |
| That' s why it hurts to see | |
| You don' t remember me |