feel pleasant to spell your name, hear echoes of your voice, recall all bygone time, can’t silence my hope, can’t move ahead, can’t be the same, can’t forget.
Why, can't we, dream the same?
Genre: Love Theme: “Forget”, what she said. When everything matter. Note: Repeat the Title "what if " followed by "I" in each lines below "I", except the last two, then it makes sense.