Treat Me Like I Died

Texti: Valgarður Guðjónsson

Time goes by.
Treat me like I died.
Soon you'll find
it's too late for life.

Don't think of times when petty things
lead to silly fights.
Forget the nasty words that went
off on heated nights.
Block out all boredom
and then moments too dull.
Bury all memories when you
thought I did all wrong.

Remember nights of fun
and remember why we were.
Cast back your mind to times
when we knew we were for sure.
Our only treasure,
our gold off this world.
Keep all the moments safely alive
when we were strong.

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