My oh my, oh when I dream, I remember.
When I die I know I may never come back.
If I cry I know I should think of December:
summertime and the sunshine
are not far from that.
All the times I have been trying
I try to remember
All the times I have been trying
I try to forget...
When I die, will I live to remember?
When I die, or will I live to forget?
When I die, or will I be gone forever?
Then I'll have time, I'll have the time
to think about that.
All the times I have been trying
I try to remember
All the times I have been trying
I try to forget...