
I knew it would be painful
Trying to forget it all.
It took everything I had
To take your pictures off the wall.
There stiill are little
things of yours
Lying idle here and there...
The French cologne over by the phone,
And the ribbons from your hair,
And I still think of you...
I still think of you.
I still think of you.
I think of everything that we've been through.
I still think of you,
Yes, I do.
I remember the warm and
lovely nights we spent alone.
It's so hard to forget now that you're gone.
I remember the lonely times,
The times we laughed, the times we cried,
And all the times we held each other,
Promising to one another
That our love is true,
So I think of you.
I still think of you.
I think of everything that we've been through.
I still think of you,
Yes, I do...
Yes, I do...
Yes, I do...
Yes, I do.
© 1989
By: Scott Douglas Sanford
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