Dying of the Light

and if we never talk again

And if we never talk again

Will you remember the sound of my voice?

If I called out your name

In the midst of some crowd.

Or will you flinch and look away

As if I was somebody else – somebody far away,

Somebody you never knew the birthday of

Somebody who never made you smile.

And if we never talk again,

Will you forget the colour of the sky

The night I confessed

I had loved you all along

Will you forget all these little things

As if it were the lyrics to some old discarded song

Whose words slowly slip your mind

Day in, and day out

But even if we never talk again–

One day, years from now

I hope you'll remember –

The way we were.