Thought

I

ran

in-

to

you

down

on

the

street.

Then

it

turned

out

to

on-

ly

be

a

dream.

I

made

a

point

to

burn

all

of

the

pho-

to-

graphs.

She

went

aw-

ay

and

then

I

took

a

diffe-

rent

path.

I

re-

mem-

ber

the

face

but

I

can't

re-

call

the

name.

Now

I

won-

der

how

Whats-

er-

name

has

been.

Seems

that

she

dis-

ap-

peared

with-

out

a

trace.

Did

she

ev-

er

mar-

ry

old

what's

his

face?

I

made

a

point

to

burn

all

of

the

pho-

to-

graphs.

She

went

aw-

ay

and

then

I

took

a

diffe-

rent

path.

I

re-

mem-

ber

the

face

but

I

can't

re-

call

the

name.

Now

I

won-

der

how

Whats-

er-

name

has

been.

The

re-

grets,

are

use-

less.

In

my

mind.

She's

in

my

head

I

must

con-

fess.

The

re-

grets,

are

use-

less.

In

my

mind.

She's

in

my

head

from

long

a-

go.

And

in

the

dark-

est

night,

If

my

me-

mo-

ry

serves

me

right.

I'll

ne-

ver

turn

back

time,

For-

get-

ting

you

but

not

the

time.