I forgot more than you ll ever know about her.
You think you know the smile on her lips
The thrill and the touch of her fingertips
But I forgot more than you ll ever know about her.
You think you ll find heaven of bliss
In each caressin each tender kiss
But I forgot more than you ll ever know about her.
You stole her love from me one day
You didn t careohit hurt me
But you can never steal away memories of what used to be.
You think she s yoursto have and to hold
Someday you ll learnwhen her love grows cold
But I forgot more than you ll ever know about her.

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