Think of Me (featuring Claire Moore) Songtext
von John Barrowman

Think of me, think of me fondly when we′ve said goodbye
Remember me every so often, promise me you'll try
On that day, that not so distant day, when you were 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

Can it be? Can it be Christine?
Long ago, it seemed so long ago
How young and innocent we were
She may not remember me, but I remember her

Flowers fade, the fruits of summer fade
They have their seasons, so do we
But please, promise me that sometimes you will think
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, of me