What I hoped what I hoped
Burning fingers pressing into my back
Somebody knows all about this
Don't I remember that?
It felt like a whole slew of yesterdays
but I didn't remember that
I saw the stammer in your eyes
The fleeting gasp of your touch
I've forgotten all that now
Get used to it don't you?
Days, nights and then more of the same
I'm leaving now
Because your not here to stop me
I assumed you wouldn't mind
I forgot something the last time I came
I've remembered now, so I won't come back
1993

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