I know I'll be forgetting you
I know I'll be forgetting you
When the going sun comes back again
Bringing back my nineteenth Winter
I know I'll be forgetting you
And although I'll be trying to turn back the evening
To where the pedal was originally pushed
I know I'll be forgetting you
And I know I'll be forgetting all of you
All of your charm, your gorgeousness
The touch of our young days
Days I forget writing
On a forgetful me
On a beautiful you
