What’s that you’re telling me?
That you and I were close?
That comes as a surprise, girl
It can’t be as you suppose.
I don’t remember loving you.
I can’t remember why
Though you said I told you once
I’d love you till I die.
You don’t seem too familiar.
I don’t recall your face.
If you were someone I loved once
I’d run to your embrace.
I’m really very sorry, girl
I don’t recall your name.
If I did I'd sure tell you.
Now, isn’t that a shame?
You must have me confused
With someone who looks like me.
If I were the man who loved you
I’d remember, don’t you see?
I really must be going now.
I have lots of things to do.
There are some folks I gotta see
But I don’t remember you.
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
Sorry, Girl
Posted by The Dashboard Poet at Wednesday, March 07, 2012
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