Sunday, March 27, 2011

and when i'm gone...


please speak well of me. - the weepies

i've been away
a year and a day.
you recognized love
after the fact.
you did what you did,
and that was that.

don't say words that you don't mean.
and when i'm gone, please speak well of me.

looking back now,
i only wish i had been kinder.
did i ever know love?
and could i have been blinder?

don't say words that you don't mean.
and when i'm gone, please speak well of me.

don't hold back all your love,
or someday.....

i would say that i'm sorry
if it would do any good.
but to never regret
means you have to forget,
and i don't think that i could.

don't say words that you don't mean.
and when i'm gone...


please. speak well of me.

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