CHRISTINE:



think of me

think of me fondly

when we've said goodbye

remember me every so often

promise me you'll try

nn that day - that not so distant day

when you are far away and free

if you ever find a moment

spare a thought for me



and though it's clear

though it was always clear

that this was never meant to be

if you happen to remember

stop and think of me



think of august when the trees were green

don't think about the way things might have been



think of me

think of me waking

silent and resigned

imagine me trying too hard to put you from my mind

think of me please say you'll think of me

whatever else you choose to do

there will never be a day when

i won't think of you



RAOUL:



can it be

can it be christine?

brava, brava...



long ago, it seems so long ago,

how young and innocent we were

she may not remember me

but i remember her



CHRISTINE:



flowers fade

the fruits of summer fade

they have their season so do we

but please promise me

that sometimes you will think of me