The moon and the river is telling
the truth.
That moon, that river.
I wish I could remember, I
could remember.
I wish I could remember your
name;
I wish I could remember.
Oh Lord, the power of the word.
One name! The power of the
word,
Schoolgirl days, and the school
girl haze.
Every day I played with the
girl next door;
Every other day she'd come
and play with me.
You can play in my apple tree,
You can squeeze my lemon.
You can play in my apple tree,
You can come around my yard
anytime.
I wish I could remember;
I wish I could remember.
I wish - I could remember,
I wish I could remember your
name.
All the time and paper flying
by.
All those years, the postage
stamps,
Just to tell you I'm alive.
I wish I could remember; I
wish I could remember your name.
I wish I could remember -
you know I do.
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