Remember the good times that we had.
We let them slip away from us when things gone bad.
Clearly I first saw you smiling in the sun.
Wanna feel your warmth upon me;
I won't be the one.
I'm so tired, but I can't sleep.
Standing on the edge of something much too deep.
It's funny how we feel so much but cannot say a word.
We are screaming inside, oh we can't be heard.
I will remember you.
Will you remember me?
Don't let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories.
Weep not for the memories.
~Sarah McLachlan
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