If all those who knew her should write something about her
This side is different, this other side is done
You can't quite repeat it
Teach me I'm listening
Learn without thinking
Oh, should I know what it is about you?
Should all those who knew her speak to me clearly
Alow and sincerely
Oh, what I'd learn
But you can't quite repeat it
Teach me I'm listening
Learn without thinking
Oh, should I know what it is about you?
So you move on to another, and you've left them to hang on your wall
And she still remembers
And she'd like to forgive you on her own
But we can't all forgive you
No, we can't all forgive you, though I'd like to forgive you