The Man Who Can't Forget

The colors of his mourning
The darkness of his night
Little graves that gave no warning
A sun that brought no light
He saw his whole world breaking
That tortured soul I met
In a prison of his making
The man who can't forget

I can still hear the way that he cried
For the ones he was missing
I can still hear the way that he cried
For the ones he had lost

He saw them in the rivers
He felt them in the rain
(Ooo-ooo-oooh)
In dreams he heard them whisper
The truth that is his pain
He causеd the whole world breaking
That tortured soul I met
In a prison of his making
The man who can't forget

I can still hear the way that he cried
For the ones he was missing!
OH!
I can still hear the way that he cried
For the ones he had lost!

The colors of his mourning
The darkness of his night
Little graves that gave no warning
A sun that brought no light
He saw his whole world breaking
That tortured soul I met
In a prison of his making
The man who can't forget



Credits
Writer(s): Roddy Hart, Thomas David Reilly
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