Years from now,
we won't be together,
we'd be in far and different places.
Holding hands with someone else,
having breakfast besides different faces.
You'll be happy and won't care to remember me.
Years from now,
I'll have a beautiful daughter,
I'll tell her everyday that she has your eyes.
She'll be curious to know the truth,
what then, when she finds out all my lies?
You'll be happy and won't care to remember me.
Years from now,
I'll write you a letter,
though I won't have your address.
I'd write in all those feelings,
I never had the courage to express.
You'll be happy and won't care to remember me.
Years from now,
we may someday see each other,
I may have grown bald, a pot belly and an ugly beard.
Many more reasons would add up to your hate,
I still wouldn't muster up the courage to face the day i feared.
You'll be happy and won't care to remember me.
Years from now,
I'd be dreaming of you,
from when the sun arrived to when the moon would depart.
I'll be at the same place asking for forgiveness,
asking you to save me from ripping myself apart.
Will you be happy?
Or won't you care to remember me?