FORGETTING


Do you take cream in your coffee? Oh that's right, you drink tea.
I'm forgetting you by inches and you're forgetting me.
I remember the fun we had when we painted this old town,
the laughter in your eyes of blue, oh, that's right, your eyes are brown.

Did you get the card I sent you saying happy thirty three?
Another year of you gone without me.
It's happening by inches as if it was meant to be.
I'm losing you by inches and you're losing me.

Remember what you called me? How could you forget it all?
I was your lady, or was I your general?
Do you take cream in your coffee? Oh, that's right you drink tea.
I'm forgetting you by inches and you're forgetting me.

It's a very small forgetting, like fog instead of rain,
a gradual numbing instead of a sharp pain.
You know the beach where we made love in Acapulco Bay?
That's right it wasn't you there with me that day.
Would you like a martini or do you prefer wine?
I know I used to know long ago when you were mine.
Do you take cream in your coffee? Oh, that's right, you drink tea.
I'm forgetting you by inches and you're forgetting me.

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