Music Ron Dawson
Words Fred Dawson
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Forget It If You Can
I opened my eyes as she reached for the door.
Her shadow across the sheet
was as close as she came
this time or before.
I couldn’t believe what she was saying.
‘Forget it if you can, remember it if you must,
I’m not staying.
Going back to the world I trust.’
‘Your face is too fine, your eyes are too deep,
your love it can’t be real.
You know how to talk too well,
so please don’t speak.
There’s a difference between love and needing.
Forget it if you can, remember it if you must,
I’m leaving.
Going back to the world I trust.’
She hung on to that door like she couldn’t let it go,
kept on talkin’ about the lies,
words from a wound
cut somewhere long ago.
The door finally closed, she wasn’t staying.
Forget it if you can, remember it if you must,
It keeps playing.
You wonder who to love and who to trust.
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