I was walking my friend back to her house
And she was talking about
Coming to grips with the expiration dates
Placed on her relationships
She said when it’s time, she’ll be fine
Letting loose her beau and waiting
For the next arrow

But I was never ever good at this
I remember too well every kiss
And I can’t forget
What it was like when our eyes met

My princess, I remember taking your glasses
Your cat eyes beamed through your eyebrows
And the seems of all my plaid clothes
Nightingale, nightingale, nightingale
Your eyes said goodbye from the
Tarmac in Black and White
Ha-Ahavah Sheli, oh that feeling,
You had to look away
You were afraid that you might faint
(Well, I can’t forget…)

How can I even forget the ones I didn’t really ever get to get
I remember your eyes when I got off stage
The way you whispered when I held you when we were afraid
The way I held your hand when you were crying over him
The way you cried at night, and your tears fell in my eyes
Am I supposed to say: Oh Well, OK
We’ve reached our expiration date
Let’s throw these memories away
(But I can’t forget…)

I remember the way it all felt
Your letters were made of soft felt
Your bed was a fluffy cloud
Oh, how your teeth bit into my mouth
Am I supposed to say: Oh Well, OK
We’ve reached our expiration date
I guess I should let these memories all fade
Can’t forget…