F A D E

I think I lost
That old white shirt
I stole from you
Years ago

Just so that I'd have something to remind
Me of you
When you left

And that old pair of socks
I stole them too
But they're all worn out now

'Cause things, they F-A-D-E in time
But your memory will never go
Things, they F-A -D-E in time
But you will remain

The book you gave me is still here
As a souvenir
And the last letter you wrote me
Hidden inside it

I can't get myself to read it again
I just haven't gotten 'round
To forgetting you

But things, they F-A-D-E in time
But your memory will never go
Things, they F-A-D-E in time
But you will remain

Things, they F-A-D-E in time
But your memory will never go
Things, they F-A-D-E in time
But you will remain

Things, they F-A-D-E in time
But your memory will never go
Things, they F-A-D-E in time