Forgive to Forget
I thought of you last night
I read the note you left for me inside
The front page of the book that sits beside my bed every night
I heard the words that Stephen said to Emma by the tram stop
His hands were cold and so were hers
She stood close to be near him
I think he should have kissed her
In the moment when she lingered
You know I'm not a prophet
Just an enigmatic dreamer
It comes around
These thoughts of you my love
It comes, it comes, it comes, it comes around
And I think of you my love
If I forgive to forget
Would it stop this aching heart
And break down all these walls
I wrote a message to you
By the Sunday morning paper
Spilt my coffee on the pages
Joyce's words got stuck together
Now I'm dreaming of the days we spent by Sandycove in Dublin
And the night you took me out for words and stout inside Fitzgerald's
It comes around
These thoughts of you my love
It comes, it comes, it comes, it comes around
And I'm asking you my love
If I forgive to forget
Would it stop this aching heart
And break down all these walls
That we build in our
Minds gone out the window
And I'm still dreaming
Of what could have been
If I forgive to forget
Would it stop this aching heart
And break down all these walls
If I forgive to forget
Would it stop this aching heart
And break down all these walls
If I forgive to forget
Would it stop this aching heart
And break down all these walls
That we build in our minds
That we build in our minds
That we build in our minds
That we build in our minds
Just forgive to forget
I read the note you left for me inside
The front page of the book that sits beside my bed every night
I heard the words that Stephen said to Emma by the tram stop
His hands were cold and so were hers
She stood close to be near him
I think he should have kissed her
In the moment when she lingered
You know I'm not a prophet
Just an enigmatic dreamer
It comes around
These thoughts of you my love
It comes, it comes, it comes, it comes around
And I think of you my love
If I forgive to forget
Would it stop this aching heart
And break down all these walls
I wrote a message to you
By the Sunday morning paper
Spilt my coffee on the pages
Joyce's words got stuck together
Now I'm dreaming of the days we spent by Sandycove in Dublin
And the night you took me out for words and stout inside Fitzgerald's
It comes around
These thoughts of you my love
It comes, it comes, it comes, it comes around
And I'm asking you my love
If I forgive to forget
Would it stop this aching heart
And break down all these walls
That we build in our
Minds gone out the window
And I'm still dreaming
Of what could have been
If I forgive to forget
Would it stop this aching heart
And break down all these walls
If I forgive to forget
Would it stop this aching heart
And break down all these walls
If I forgive to forget
Would it stop this aching heart
And break down all these walls
That we build in our minds
That we build in our minds
That we build in our minds
That we build in our minds
Just forgive to forget
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Writer(s): Lucy Gaffney, Thomas Southern
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