I almost wish I could forget younIn reality I won'tnThough Summer with my arms around younSeems hopelessly remotennIt won't be longnAnd our love is strongnIt won't be long, it won't be longnif nothing goes wrongnnI would tell you loves eternalnBut eternity is such a long timenWhich we both know we won't handlenWith solitude so unattractivennBut we don't have longnAnd now we've this greenhouse onnNo, we don't have long, we don't have longnHas something gone wrong?nAaahhhhnnI'll try to delay this desperate dealnBy mailing eight letters that say how I feelnFor if you weren't herenThere'd always be clear reminiscencennSensing your presencenDon't be a strangernAnd don't be - memorynnCozy in the North wingnTaking turns at Swamp ThingnListening to The Byrds sing on the tape recordernnPraying that we might gain time and understandingnWhat's the use, the phone ringsnSends another ordernnThe uncaring power of memorynSo crippling in its claritynThose spiteful spikes of sentimentnI'd love to make some sense of itnnBut I won't be longnAnd our love is strongnNo, I won't be long, I won't be longnHas something gone wrongnAaaahhhnnSensing your essencenSo reminiscentnA forgotten flavournDon't be - memorynnFeeling resentednUnrepresentednPlease don't regret itnAnd don't be - memoryn