Memory is a crazy thing. It reminds of this beautifully sad song that creeps into my mind when I seem to least expect it:
"Whatsername"
Thought I ran into you down on the street,
Then it turned out to only be a dream.
I made a point to burn all of the photographs.
She went away and then I took a different path.
I remember the face, but I can't recall the name.
Now I wonder how Whatsername has been.
Seems that she disappeared without a trace.
Did she ever marry ol' Whatshisface?
I made a point to burn all of the photographs.
She went away and then I took a different path.
I remember the face, but I can't recall the name.
Now I wonder how Whatsername has been.
Remember, whatever,
It seems like forever ago
Remember, whatever,
It seems like forever ago
The regrets... are useless in my mind.
She's in my head, I must confess.
The regrets... are useless in my mind.
She's in my head, so long ago...
And in the darkest night,
If my memory serves me right-
I'll never turn back time,
Forgetting you...but not the time.