B-Sides & Other Stuff

GLOOMY SUNDAY Sunday is Gloomy, My hours are slumberless, Dearest, the shadows I live with are numberless Little white flowers will never awaken you Not where the black coach of sorrow has taken you Angels have no thought of ever returning you Would

I Will Remember You I will remember you Will you remember me? Don＇t let your life pass you by Weep not for the memories Remember the good times that we had? I let them slip away from us when things got bad How clearly I first saw you smilin＇ in the s