don't think about the things which might have been...
Think of me,
think of me waking,
silent and resigned.
trying too hard to put you from my mind.
Recall those days,
look back on all those times,
think of the things we'll never do -
there will never be a day, when I won't think of you...
Can it be?
Can it be Christine?
Long ago, it seems so long ago,
how young and innocent we were.
She may not remember me, but I remember her.
Flowers fade, the fruits of summer fade
They have their seasons, so do we
But please promise me，That sometimes
you will think...
CHRISTINE: Think of me Think of me fondly When we've said goodbye Remember me once in a while Promise me you'll try On that day - that not so distant day When you are far away and free If you ever find a moment Spare a thought for me And though it's clear Though it was always clear That this was never meant to be If you happen to remember Stop and think of me Think of august when the trees were green Don't think about the way things might have been Think of me Think of me waking Silent and resigned Imagine me trying too hard to put you from my mind Think of me please say you'll think of me Whatever else you choose to do There will never be a day when I won't think of you RAOUL: Can it be Can it be christine? Brava, brava... Long ago, it seems so long ago, How young and innocent we were She may not remember me But I remember her CHRISTINE: Flowers fade The fruits of summer fade They have their season so do we But please promise me That sometimes you will think of me