Here I am outside your house at 3 A.M.

Try'n to think you out of bed.

I whistle at your sill,

it echoes 'cross the street instead.



I never will forget.

I ain't remembered yet.

Like mackeral in a net,

I forget to forget.



And you saw nothing in my eyes but yourself.

Nothing in my eyes.

I can't seem to find the same in no one else,

I guess it's no surprise.



I never can forget.

I ain't remembered yet.

Like mackeral in a net,

I forget to forget.



I forget to forget.

I forget to forget.

I ain't remembered yet.