I'll Forget you - Peter Bradley Adams

Well those days have all but gone

And still I’m listening in To that old long-distance call

But I’ll forget you

Well the fields are turning gold

As the winter moves in There’s a love I used to know

But I’ll forget you

So bye-bye

So bye-bye

I’ll forget you

There’s a ghost above my door

Still, can you hear

There’s a high lonesome call

But I’ll forget you

So bye-bye

So bye-bye

I’ll forget you

As the space around me grows

I need the touch of your skin

So I wear this ring of gold

Til I forget you

So bye-bye

Bye-bye

So bye-bye

I’ll forget you