Well, those days have all but gone,
and still I'm listening in
to that old long distance call,
but I'll forget you.
Well, the fields are turning gold
as the winter moves in.
There's a love I used to know,
but I'll forget you.
So bye bye
So bye bye,
I'll forget you.
There's a ghost above my door.
Still, can you hear
that high lonesome call?
I'll forget you.
So bye bye,
so bye bye,
I'll forget you.
As the space around me grows,
I need the touch of your skin.
So I wear this ring of gold
til I forget you.
So bye bye,
bye bye.
So bye bye,
I'll forget you.