Think of me...

think of me...
think of me fondly, when we've said goodbye
remember me, once in a while, please promise me you'll try...



when you find, that once again you long
to take your heart back and be free
if you ever find a moment, spare a thought for me



we never said our love was evergreen or as unchanging as the sea...
but if you can still remember, stop and think of me...



think of all the things we've shared and seen -
don't think about the things which might have been . . .



think of me...
think of me waking, silent and resigned...
imagine me, trying too hard to put you from my mind...


flowers fade, the food of summer fade
they have their seasons so do we...
but please promise me that sometimes you will think of me....

[ O Fantasma da Ópera ]